quarta-feira, 23 de dezembro de 2020

Wish-making

Just like light is for sunsets,
darkness is for secrets

and I could use some focus,
some rest,
a kiss on the neck
and maybe even sex...

Ah, ma fleur canadienne,
better if I could care for you with my own hand
and you filled with your scent
the warmth of my bosom where you'd take the stand.

23/12/2020

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