Your arm is Soft like sponge pillow,
Heavy is the head that rests on;
Soft but strong, made me embrace loner.
Serene voice is all you got, deary!
Your oxygen the fairy has breathe,gem!
This being none have seen; pretty shorty.
How I wish this was not...pseudo.
Copyright © Albert Taylor | Year Posted 2022
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