Lisa in the early morning (Draft #2, to be added to CoW?)
I remember your nipples,brazen and forthright,
pressed against the glass
cut sky, azure and empty
voided by your presence
While I, circumspect,
held myself fragile,
glistening like a grub,
pleased that your
silhouette left you faceless
posted by OrangeDrink @ 2:01:00 AM
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