To The Bone

Soft a lily turns left

then gently to right;

fixed into my socket

is foliage for tonight.

Laid bare I now swear

I will love to the bone

what I project for you

sends me gently home.

Where I sleep gently

I rest calm my head

with thoughts of you

resting me in my bed.

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  1. kristianw84 says:

    ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜

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    1. ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜Š

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