pickpocketedA Poem by Cameronlater, when her brow furrows the straps of her tank top puddled across her spine interrupting the celestial landscape dotting her back she realized she had just spent her first time knocking knees with a stranger and she watched him sleep under her in bed his legs lit pink and cosmo'd by the stargazing night light set to safety next to her mattress © 2012 Cameron |
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Added on April 24, 2012 Last Updated on April 24, 2012 Author
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