Affectionately Yours

A place where you ain’t you, I ain’t me, A space though small but with happiness, Where you choose from the heap of desires, You put the sorrows in the detritus, Time not needed to heal wounds.   A place, I tell you nothing, you hear everything, A space with dignity between us-no illusion, WhereContinue reading “Affectionately Yours”

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