It is only when you feel the
grip loosen do you hold on
and when you feel the
emotion the strongest
do you let go
04/06/2016 01:08:04 AM
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Are Loving: Present Progressive
PoésieWith her fingertips, she traced the smooth, darkened skin under his eyes. "Eyebags," she noted. "I've been thinking," he murmured, "of you. The shadow of my thoughts is the ink which stains them." She paused and gazed right into those distant...