oncewewere
i thinkiwas
i thinkyouwere
whenwefirstmet
so youngandfrail
of smiles and thrills
of skininskin
new sinsconnected
i thinkiwas
i thinkwewere
inclosetooclose
youme youme
when once we were
but sooner became
a memory kept
for days like these
An open journal... WARNING: some poems contain nudity or sexual images. NSFW 18+
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