Two Hearts

Can a person own two hearts?
That beat at simultaneous moments.
I think of rain, the hand that caressed my cheeks.

The early morning desire,
Consumed the very soul, to touch
To know, what lies beneath that warm skin.

I could kiss my hands,
That touched his forehead and brow.
And kiss those lips that kissed mine.

The brewed tea, wakes up the senses
Of smiles, laughs and unsaid desires.
Only the eyes disclose.