Opening A New Window

come to my room
let us open a new window
that opens to another window

look at my face
and hold the side of my body

i will caress your hair with my hands
hold your body softly as a wind holds a feather

my fingers shall travel from the tips of your hair
down to the last tips of the toes of your feet

let us be happy, let us try opening another window
let us see the other windows hidden from our eyes.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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