He won’t talk to me, he won’t acknowledge my existence

But crash his gate with a comet, and there won’t be any resistance

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Did you know his shoulders rise like limestone
Rugged and sky-piercing
Grizzled and grey
His eyes a jewel-blue stream
Heading for my wonder

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Do you know how deep the canyons were that I carved
Running from you
I know now how deep it runs
When we love like we do

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© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

I don’t think the Mall should be selling adult toys. I went in for a cute hat, now I’m traumatized. Anal plugs and vibrators right next to the Lava Lamps. 😑

There’s nowhere left to chill or shop.

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Hot spots: https://linktr.ee/PoeEternal

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