Hetaera Date: Saturday, 8th November 2014 @ 12:30:05 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: Amicus Hetaera, I miss you My hands require instruction Show me how to love They bring destruction without guidance I need not release But lessons to be taught Of loving selflessly I have sought it endlessly Kamala, kiss me Show me life inside your breath Teach me your gentle touch I near death, remake me To master the art of love Patience, thinking Games only lovers play Breathing, waiting Courtesan, conquer me Prove your conviction Share the moment While my affliction heals This poem is Copyright © Amicus Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=179608