Freeverse 625

4/15/22

I often prefer mess
when it works out
the grace of hand-holding and she-scent
around my cosmic abnormality
am I a big pink whoops?
awkward stoney stepping
on gravel like electricity
intention a glacier
her neck like a turret
turned my way

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