Honey CinnamonA Poem by Monday ParkerFor Rob Riley
For days he strolled by my side Reaching for my fingers Nibbling the pinkness of My flesh Kissing my neck with his dark lips Cooing how beautiful his eyes found me Together from the fall of the sun To the rise of the day Sleepovers Showers like summer camp I slept with my head On his chest Pillow of muscle under Soft honey cinnamon skin Breathing sweet enchantment Aloe from my essence Love in his eyes
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