what-when
me
miss
miss
your touch
what i am made of
what i am made of
i want it
i want more it
made of miss
made of miss
miss making me
miss making me
i doubt
i doubt
if not……
say, where do you
put me?
in the lips? in the buttocks,
in the breast? in the urine?
which one, which one i am,
which one?
Your finger is a temporary touch of wind
how long does it change forever?
i’m helpless
i’m helpless
i’m helpless
i miss your touch
honestly!
Oleh: Adi Darmawan