Feb 7, 2019
No. 69
Whispers in the dark,
hot breath on my ear
A longing that can never be satisfied
Finding comfort in bodies,
but not in faces
because the one person I crave
will never be mine
So I hide in the darkness
and imagine that
the hands
touching me
are his
-smolsiamese
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