Feb 2015
I hurt my knees with you
& you cherished
my back kisses,
you craved
my red hand prints.
It wasn't what we needed.
Yet I remain,
....
breathless,
thinking of
our stronghold.
& you cherished
my back kisses,
you craved
my red hand prints.
It wasn't what we needed.
Yet I remain,
....
breathless,
thinking of
our stronghold.
