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: Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest More Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading... Related
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