How I imagine you smell
by 
captainjack
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Posted: 03 March 2015 Word Count: 70 Summary: A love simple love poem. |
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Your spine from root to ripeness,
Without the intention of dancing
The room becomes a mirrorball canvas
Can I be the doctor of your smallest wounds,
Your silent smile is how I recharge my soul,
Your embrace in the dark my blanket that covers it
Thinking is not an action that covers your musk
i can only imagine how to breath you in
and hold it until my last.
Without the intention of dancing
The room becomes a mirrorball canvas
Can I be the doctor of your smallest wounds,
Your silent smile is how I recharge my soul,
Your embrace in the dark my blanket that covers it
Thinking is not an action that covers your musk
i can only imagine how to breath you in
and hold it until my last.
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