We laid in a bed that wasn't ours
and kissed like the sun wasn't rising
I drew fingerprint picture across his skin
while he told me I was beautiful
our time together was ending fast
and I didn't want to leave
he asked me to visit him in Tucson
I told him I would try
AN: If someone wants to donate two hundred dollars so I can fly down and see him, we'd both be very grateful.
I'm gonna try to write more. I think it helps my mental health.
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Thoughts of a Ham Sandwich
PoetryA collection of poems. If you're reading for the first time start at the end.
