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Jul 2
In **** communion with you
two bodies blooming,
fluidly fused.
Blushing, rouge-
human muse
illusion's hues
in but a glimpse,
a view;
maroon turned blue,
and like sweet honeydew
exhumed at the roots
feelings bruised
as you withdrew.
Hell at least if heartbreak is good for one thing it's getting rid of writer's block 😆 pretty happy with this one as a 2nd (and final) draft though 🤷‍♂️
Andrew Crawford
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Andrew Crawford  31/M/Ohio
(31/M/Ohio)   
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   Weeping willow
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