He crawls upon my land
Hot wind pushing through
Observing my hidden ways
Collecting charms that dazzle me
With an awkward smile
And a wicked mind
What would he do to me tonight?
Merrily swaying in my garden
Forever gripping the fabric of me
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PoetryA collection of poems for my forever lover filled with conundrums that keeps me thinking about his nature. No one understands what motivates his desire or movements. My frosted emotions can only imagine how he can touch me without suffering from fro...
