2011-2
I close my eyes,feeling your
touch, each
stroke hitting
my skin like
winter
rain.
In my dreams
tonight, I will
remember this,
the drop of each
finger, the constant
drum of your palms.
Poetry by Minhocao
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Written on 2011-06-29 at 03:17
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