Compassion
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His fingers trail the hated ridges across my chest
I cringe and whimper softly in his neck
They journey on in ruthless compassion,
In determined aim to conquer, a collective
act of mercy by exploring hands.
Equalizing my wasteland by massaging
and by kissing away my tears
Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2016
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