No one here to know; no one
here to see. I hide you
into me. For fragile is
beacon and siren
of valuable. I shall confine you
to no words. Simply an unnameable
room for you to run
small fingers over my back;
a palace that is glass
only to you and me.
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2 comments:
this is nice.
actually, more than nice.
thank you. that means something to me.
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