"My body wasn't made to be loved on occasion.
it was made to be loved every night, with warm hands.
Everyday, with dedication, like the suns dedication to the earth."
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PoetryJust a collection of thoughts and poems I like. More for me to look back on then anything but I want to share what I've found personal. (Reached #129 on poetry)
