with the wrong person
at the wrong time
& as he left
he took it
he forgot to leave my heart behind
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Monday, February 20, 2012
Friday, February 10, 2012
17
where we go
lips interlocking
stains, black orchid stains
with every touch
soft movements across
his flesh
with every physical contact
like adrenaline, creeping in my veins
who knows?
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