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Behind The Glass
You touch me softly with your eyes
Gently like a whisper
On my cheek
It makes me blush and I
Smile back
Your glance makes me quiver
Now I search for you
I feel you there behind me through the crowd
Through the glass
Somehow
Your eyes flood me with desire
Burning like fire
On my neck
And it makes me red and I
Need to feel your strong hands, your gentle kiss,
Your breath hot on my chest ,deep with passion
Clinging to every secret moment
Engraving the memory of your body In mine
And each time I believe it’s the end
I know it can’t last
I feel you looking through me now
I hide from your eyes
I hide from the pain of forbidden passion
I look away
So you can’t see into the part of my heart
I am not ready to give
Andrea Shumovsky Vasile
Andrea Shumovsky's work can be read in Clevermag.com : September, November 2001, and January and May 2002.
She writes poetry for adults and children. She has a diverse education beginning in Early Childhood Education, Pharmacy Technician
and Specialized Publishing from Canada and the United States. Although she misses the beautiful beaches of the Jersey shore,
her true home is Canada where the vast landscape continually inspires her.
Email: Andrea Shumovsky Vasile
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