Friday, January 29, 2021

Beauty's Perception Comments

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I love your hair like thick grey and white clouds in October.
I forget to breathe when you kiss me, feeling you sweep across my mouth like a lingering December wind.
I overflow like the rivers edge from your touch on my skin.
Rain has never erupted with such force!


grace mariner

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