Desiree Apr27 by Christopher Black Alone in the darkness I yearn for your breath Warm upon my cheek, Soft upon my neck, As restless, I toss And then-turn again To capture your warmth In a night cold as death, Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
This one is just perfect! You are a POET.
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Thank you very much for your kind words.
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