Mar 2019
I slithered my hand
across your chest
and your heart
wrote its story
on my palm
one your
voice
fails
to
n
a
r
r
a
t
e
across your chest
and your heart
wrote its story
on my palm
one your
voice
fails
to
n
a
r
r
a
t
e
(Beirut, Lebanon)
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