A sweet poem about a young lover saying goodnight.
Eyes closed, savoring the taste
(don’t let this end)
Fingers grazing the lovers waste
Mine, just mine, oddity of the time
{am I lying?}
Flesh against the chest of wishing
It’s happening, the weather is crying
[this is you saying goodnite]
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