Woman
Swallowing scent meant for someone stronger left me sinking under summers sweet
seductive spell like others who'd fallen that forewarned me of how easy a weakened knee
bent too far could mean change in me forever... I embraced the taste of hunnysuckled rose
peddles sent to carry me afar off beaten paths which I was not familiar.. On arrival heard
the word relationship which turned that very second into five years down the line, now here I
stand.
Copyright © Feliciano Garcia | Year Posted 2008
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