You
the bad habit
i had no answer for.
Running from you
and coming back
for you on your back.
For you i'd fall
and never never
since nor before
can i recall two bodies
in such abuse
of what should be love.
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dusk arising (
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Emotive words d a.
Andy
Very intriguing…and the bad habit did get a poetic voice….
'entangled, all elbows and knees
yet, their feelings make music...'
truly, no two love's are the same
if it works, who are we to judge?
a succinctly incisive, shorty
thank you! Dusk
“In what should be love,” indeed!
I know I shouldn't but I do kinda like this .. an awful lot 🙂
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