Our Last Shared Moments
I.
you lead me gently,
my soul brushes against yours;
i’m taken over.
II.
i'm drifting closer.
please let me into your skin.
will you want my love?
III.
my gullible heart,
now emptier than before,
heavily guarded.
Copyright © Isabella Clark | Year Posted 2023
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