How I wish to be LOVED

close as your fingers
are to each other
tall, thin, fat, or small

warm as your palm
as you squeeze me in

sincere as your heart
is to every pause of life

affectionate as your bossom
to a hungry suckling child

and intimate, intimate as your sweet lips
are on those esctatic inches of my life

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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