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Vegas in winter
The gravity of sunshine screams in whispered pleas.
I salute her milky orchid with care, not to infect her with my poison,
but to taste her weakened heart.
I want to be the good wife with no secrets, but we all do.
My lips carry a sisterly truth, you will never know my frailness
or my shame or my sweet sickness.
I yearn for your warmth underneath my blankets, daily
I read your words.
I salute her milky orchid with care, not to infect her with my poison,
but to taste her weakened heart.
I want to be the good wife with no secrets, but we all do.
My lips carry a sisterly truth, you will never know my frailness
or my shame or my sweet sickness.
I yearn for your warmth underneath my blankets, daily
I read your words.
Published 25th Jan 2018
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Anonymous
25th Jan 2018 4:35am
Kimch!! ive missed you, my love.
and mmhm, thank you for sharing such heartfelt
sexy ink,
brought me on the brink of a smile and tears, sigh
someone's lucky
💕
and mmhm, thank you for sharing such heartfelt
sexy ink,
brought me on the brink of a smile and tears, sigh
someone's lucky
💕
25th Jan 2018 6:32am
I've missed you too. I love sharing my thoughts and words with you so much. I'm also very happy I could cheer you up so wonderfully.
25th Jan 2018 6:37am
this affected me deeply
stirring my pain
& seeing myself mirrored in this write..
"I want to be the good wife with no secrets, but we all do."
thank you for sharing your sisterly truth here
it helped me feel better..
love Raven
stirring my pain
& seeing myself mirrored in this write..
"I want to be the good wife with no secrets, but we all do."
thank you for sharing your sisterly truth here
it helped me feel better..
love Raven
26th Jan 2018 6:29am
