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b for short Apr 2015
From neck to chin you
decorate me with your lips.
I feel bright again.
© Bitsy Sanders, April 2015
b for short Apr 2015
Truth: damaged people
tend to do damage themselves.
Keep your eyes open.
© Bitsy Sanders, April 2015
b for short Apr 2015
I have lost my place
between your warmth and your chill.
I think I'll stay lost.
© Bitsy Sanders, April 2015
b for short Apr 2015
You make me smile
in places unknown for grins.
Come here. I'll show you.
© Bitsy Sanders, April 2015
b for short Apr 2015
The junk in my trunk?
Take some instruction, take aim,
teach me a lesson.
© Bitsy Sanders, April 2015
b for short Apr 2015
Your fingers. My neck.
We decorate time like this,
with touch and trembles.
© Bitsy Sanders, April 2015
b for short Apr 2015
You unbutton me,
one at a time, I'm released.
See my soul smile?
© Bitsy Sanders, April 2015
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