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Equinox
He looks peaceful
when he sleeps.
We made love
on the cusp of
equinox.
And just like
the equator
passing the
celestial
his love
captured me
and
grazed
my senses
in that very
moment.
No one
has ever
measured
up to him
and
that moment.
when he sleeps.
We made love
on the cusp of
equinox.
And just like
the equator
passing the
celestial
his love
captured me
and
grazed
my senses
in that very
moment.
No one
has ever
measured
up to him
and
that moment.
Published 25th Feb 2017
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