haiku 4.9
























you are not exempt,

from my being so lucky.

why can’t you accept?


i love you so much,

words are not the only way,

i’d prove it and such.


unsubtle thoughts are,

overflowing my mind’s jar,

taking it too far.


thus i must resist,

thoughts of your naughty bits,

to hide my flesh tip.


missing you, your skin

missing you wrapped in my arms,

underneath my chin. 





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