But Not In The Same Room (It's A Pity)

Thu, 04/10/2014 - 20:32 -- Leoma

Is it strange that I know

the soft crook of your neck?

I know we’ve barely

Breathed together.

Is it strange that there are three of you?

Though I know we barely

breathe together

I can see the touch of other

Real Women.

and I do not know the map of

Anyone’s tongue (good).

Right?

Or left?

The soft smell is right

But the stiff hand is left

alone…

Either because you

couldn’t hear me

or because you

couldn’t bear me.

 

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