when I recall the most
of you: tangled arms and
the texture of your skin
This pattern, of which
the warp and weave
has left a forever print
and scent of its fabric
deeply in my hand
of you: tangled arms and
the texture of your skin
This pattern, of which
the warp and weave
has left a forever print
and scent of its fabric
deeply in my hand
no subject
Date: 2025-02-03 11:00 am (UTC)