Morning
And if I was lucky you'd still be asleep. Your face next to mine. My head pressed against the pillow. Closing one eye, opening another; just to See all of you.
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And if I was lucky you'd still be asleep. Your face next to mine. My head pressed against the pillow. Closing one eye, opening another; just to See all of you.
Poetry Books 50% Off
Bestselling collections from top poets