The hands I have are not to close
Around your hips in desperate throws
You like my face, and soul, and prose
But not alas without my clothes
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Author:
Jabberwocky (
Offline) - Published: April 17th, 2017 03:18
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Comments5
Very sad.
I like it a lot
Very funny as well
Well, thanks. I guess I can't make up my mind these days 🙂
Good emotive write.
A sort of sad smile
Great write
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