My fingerpad rests in the hollow
Where your lower ribs meet
'It's yours if you want it' you say
A decade later I am half asleep
Coaxing me to your morning warm skin
You remind me it's mine, still, always.
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My fingerpad rests in the hollow
Where your lower ribs meet
'It's yours if you want it' you say
A decade later I am half asleep
Coaxing me to your morning warm skin
You remind me it's mine, still, always.
#bcpoets