I lay soft spots
About
And drape her parts
Across and over
To rest and
Expand
To let
This all
In
With room left
For her.
And I,
And she,
Feels
Gratitude.
Mar 20, 2020
Mar 20, 2020 at 8:06 AM UTC
I lay soft spots
About
And drape her parts
Across and over
To rest and
Expand
To let
This all
In
With room left
For her.
And I,
And she,
Feels
Gratitude.
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