I’m lost in the stroke
of your hand
the curve of
your lips
the taste of
your voice against
my skin in twilight’s
begging hour.
Karen Hayward (c) 2017
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I’m lost in the stroke
of your hand
the curve of
your lips
the taste of
your voice against
my skin in twilight’s
begging hour.
Karen Hayward (c) 2017
Image and words