Poetic Traces
Thursday, 19 July 2018
Stay by my neck
The thought of you
On my neck
Breathing gingerly
Seizing my core
You wrote poetry
I raked my hands down your spine
And dragged you closer to me
To marinate, in your ferocity
The thought of you
On my neck
Whispering
Finally, I found you.
©LR
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