MercyI am at your mercy
Sensitive to each subtle change in the timbre of your voice.
Each gentle inflection
Can raise me
Or daze me
Or put paid to my day
A smile can make a week worthwhile
A nod a word , your hand on my shoulder.
And if by chance, you shoot me a wink
I`d probably pass out I think...
Poetry by Yanto
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Written on 2017-04-17 at 01:48
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