Riches of the Poor

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My proclivity for you 

 

Began in

 

Room twenty two 

 

 

 

Learning of saline

 

Inhaling 

 

The musk of a man 

 

 

Reaching out

 

For your hand

 

Easing the drought 

 

 

And when my scars

 

Met your coarse charm

 

We’d found the riches of the poor