Word of the Day Challenge #72-Untitled Poem

Cup my cheek
tender hand
caress the curve of my lip
stare
deep into my eyes
capturing me
mesmerizing me
causing me to feel
emotions I have thought dead.
Break through the barrier
the one I have erected
after so much torment and fear.
Never had much thought
for what a man could do
other then hurt me
as my history does prove.
Tears
enough have been cried
to fill
rivers
lakes
oceans
to cover the arid lands
you wipe away
with gentle words.
Touch me close
hold me near
my heart
my soul
yours to keep
or ransom back to me
with pain and heartache.

©Nov. 14/19
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