Black Acres
black acres sorround me flat as ice, and there you are the only light, in all this flat
blackness the only thing that seems to shine, how I wish I could feel your warmth,
warming my life, my body, like you always have, as long as you dont become a black
acre my love for you will continue.
Copyright © Kayla Potts | Year Posted 2011
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