I would touch you
and find where your soul
rests under your ribcage.
I will write wishes and prayers
on each bone, sealing you with kisses,
but only after I have felt all of you that is.
Maybe then I could let you go.
Sep 5, 2013
Sep 5, 2013 at 10:46 PM UTC
I would touch you
and find where your soul
rests under your ribcage.
I will write wishes and prayers
on each bone, sealing you with kisses,
but only after I have felt all of you that is.
Maybe then I could let you go.
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