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 Share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading... Related
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