October 15, 2017

I thought when my shirt came off

my stomach would be gone,

That it had moved to my chest.

It didn’t move.

I change clothes every day,

but this time taking them off

felt bizarre and weird.

You clothed me

in kisses.

Your eyes dressed me

in warmth.

Sounds were made

But none of them were words. 


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