Nov 2014
What a bliss-
to wake up beside an old friend
and feel familiar hands
hold you in familiar sheets,
a habitual ache
you have known since childhood,
and can never quite feel yourself
without.
to wake up beside an old friend
and feel familiar hands
hold you in familiar sheets,
a habitual ache
you have known since childhood,
and can never quite feel yourself
without.
C
(26/M/Hat Yai, Thailand)
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