Warmth Poem by Genevieve Surrender

Warmth

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The warmth of bedsheets,
Irish coffee, hold the coffee,
my fingers tracing through
your hair,
and your sweaty cheek
resting on my chest.

Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Topic(s) of this poem: hair
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