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the calm of love
Crush fresh blueberries onto my chest
Wiggle your fingers about without regret
Free your thoughts to create a mess
Your touch my skin shall not forget
Kiss these palms that wont let go
With loving eyes I do trace your soul
Rise. Above. These. Sheets.
With the butterflies
And
Me
Wiggle your fingers about without regret
Free your thoughts to create a mess
Your touch my skin shall not forget
Kiss these palms that wont let go
With loving eyes I do trace your soul
Rise. Above. These. Sheets.
With the butterflies
And
Me
Published 12th Jul 2017
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12th Jul 2017 11:33pm
15th Jul 2017 6:28pm
Anonymous
14th Jul 2017 2:22pm
Another lovely ethereal poem you've penned here. Butterflies on a breeze...so beautiful and whimsical
15th Jul 2017 6:29pm
