So I Do Not Think Of Your Arms. Poem by Minnie Gehrig

So I Do Not Think Of Your Arms.



You are the rock
solid n stoick,
n your laughter is
thunder,
n i am caught under you,

so many things i want to say
n my tounge is so thick,

i am thinking about you again
when it is not my wish to,
n i go searching for someone else to talk to,
so i do not miss your arms,

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