Hand Of Hand
J
James McLain
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Transferred in heart my palm
to chest in you
and sighed.
Shock of gasp hush loud cry
panting salt of hand
rinsed with my lips.
Tingling beating blood inside
rushing weeping
out in face a
blush.
Secrets laid inside my hand
lips of yours in
parting lost a
vow.
To calm amour.
Bu şiiri puanla
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