What I
remember
most
were the
sweet dimples
in the soft flesh
of your elbows
as you passed by
Although
they appear
on many
another’s arm,
only yours
upend
the unsettled
chasteness
of my dreams
Oct 4, 2012
Oct 4, 2012 at 3:37 PM UTC
What I
remember
most
were the
sweet dimples
in the soft flesh
of your elbows
as you passed by
Although
they appear
on many
another’s arm,
only yours
upend
the unsettled
chasteness
of my dreams
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