Aug 2023
Lovers are ******* hurricanes.
Shouting out God's nasty names
during the fevered ****** games
after the storm all that remains
nothing's lost but never the same
nothing ventured nothing gained.
Shouting out God's nasty names
during the fevered ****** games
after the storm all that remains
nothing's lost but never the same
nothing ventured nothing gained.
(75/M/Charlotte, NC)
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