Poetry (because I was tired of your constant public reminders I was only almost beautiful) Posted by iridescentlover on December 7, 2014January 6, 2015 A micropoem – – – I swallow the drinks he serves Like it’s your touch – The alcohol warms me in places Your kiss would have landed. Share this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest More Print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading... Related
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