Your Touch
A poem
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1 min readOct 11, 2020
I fold the laundry/finish the chores/lie in bed wishing/my hands were yours/these feather touches/the rough ones too/they’re made by me/but owned by you
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Having fun in the dark. Elevating erotica one story or poem at a time. I run Darker Dreams erotica publication.