My darling, my love My love, my darling Whatever diminutive can replace The fact that the sound of your name Is catching hard and ragged in my throat Now that we’ve fallen to the circumstances Of this banal betrayal. What will you think of me As I am here thinking of you And thinking of… Continue reading cheat heat*
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