Sunday, January 13, 2019


ure
finger
prints
hang
litely
on the
small
of my
back
a map
of
where
u've
been
& then
i grin
again
begin
again
to hear
those
dulcet
moans
u
can
be
just
who
u
are
the
stars
in my
eyes
will
still
glimmer
on
sight
of
u

my
white
knight

i wrote
u off
as a
passerby
yet
by the by
u've
captured me
enraptured me
with
nimble
fingers
ure
smell
still
lingers
well after
u've gone
like a
song
i can't
stop
singing to
clinging to
musty
notes
caught
in my
throat
devoted
rhythms
my soul
wrote
while
dreaming
of u
sent
for me
meant
for me
proof
that we
can
manifest
destiny

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