Language
Mellifluous
Year of Creation: 2017 | Published: 2017-05-02 | Theme: Sweet words

Felt your lust
for words as soft
as cats
that are being taken care of.

Never thought
they carried that much meaning.
That is why I'm either quiet
or babble like a fool.

I will run my palms through
ash and charcoal
if someone was to tell me
that it is Your hair.

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