SpitA Poem by JRIt’s my soul you swallowed, Valentina not the skin of my lips nor the flesh of my tongue not the stone of my insistent thrust nor my breath which you drank down like dessert wine I gifted you my body but it was my soul you swallowed and you won’t spit it out again © 2020 JR |
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Added on February 6, 2020 Last Updated on February 6, 2020 AuthorJRPlacerville, CAAboutWriting again Interesting times to be living in, kind of a cool time to be a writer and documenting the world. more..Writing
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