your daily dose of nonsense
spoken words fly away, written words remains
Tuesday, February 20, 2018
how?
the most purest smile
eyes like the ocean
sweet soft touch on the bare skin
she reads my goosebumps
like the blind read braille
every inch it trails
how
how
how
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