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Rising From Her Ashes

23.2.18

i bathe in your every expression
devour
your salted words
and adorn my hips
in your mounted position

so
please
carry me to shore
where I can
inscribe the sands
and run my hands
down
where we belong

HS
Posted by Kali Dhi at 23.2.18
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