a few words spewing from my soul…
21 May 2020 6 Comments
by Whimsy Mimsy in poetry
while washing dishes
we reach for the same tea towel
your arm brushing mine
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Jay Bleu May 21, 2020 @ 01:59:25
Little hairs tickled More than just my goose-bumped skin feels like young romance
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Whimsy Mimsy May 21, 2020 @ 03:12:15
I like!
Whimsy Mimsy May 21, 2020 @ 11:05:17
Feeling young romance even more intensely as the body grows old
Jay Bleu May 21, 2020 @ 13:59:43
#KeepYoungLoveAlive
PRASHANT JAIN May 21, 2020 @ 02:31:43
Nice
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May 21, 2020 @ 01:59:25
Little hairs tickled
More than just my goose-bumped skin
feels like young romance
May 21, 2020 @ 03:12:15
I like!
May 21, 2020 @ 11:05:17
Feeling young romance
even more intensely as
the body grows old
May 21, 2020 @ 13:59:43
#KeepYoungLoveAlive
May 21, 2020 @ 02:31:43
Nice