like a rocking chair,
a steady, smooth rhythm.
like a drizzle on gravel,
our skin grew damp.
like vines on a fence,
our bodies entangled,
arms intertwined,
joined at the hip.
like a rocking chair,
a steady, smooth motion,
soft whispers and pants,
my mouth to your ear,
"i love you".
Apr 25, 2019
Apr 25, 2019 at 5:32 AM UTC
like a rocking chair,
a steady, smooth rhythm.
like a drizzle on gravel,
our skin grew damp.
like vines on a fence,
our bodies entangled,
arms intertwined,
joined at the hip.
like a rocking chair,
a steady, smooth motion,
soft whispers and pants,
my mouth to your ear,
"i love you".
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