Ink...
...stains all over our hands,
your name sewed into my flesh.
Oh my,
you are truly masterful
in marking me permanently
with the just faint touch of your fingers.
While I have placed you into these tangible letters and syllables on mere paper,
you've gone and placed yourself into my very being.
My love,
I have been written to be shadow-kissed by your presence, over and over again,
on this page and the next.
Nov 1, 2023
Nov 1, 2023 at 12:06 AM UTC
Ink...
...stains all over our hands,
your name sewed into my flesh.
Oh my,
you are truly masterful
in marking me permanently
with the just faint touch of your fingers.
While I have placed you into these tangible letters and syllables on mere paper,
you've gone and placed yourself into my very being.
My love,
I have been written to be shadow-kissed by your presence, over and over again,
on this page and the next.
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