give me your gentle loving
and your tender caressing.
speak to me softly
but love me oh so loudly.
- - -
scuffle of feathers
laid upon the grass
their weight not
enough to sink in
so they rest atop
the blades
so delicately
leaving no trace
of what took place
to lay them there.
Dec 18, 2020
Dec 18, 2020 at 9:19 AM UTC
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