< Patri

chewing lips to enjoy the first snow
subtly hinting
our conversation with you
our instincts
the joy of the primitive
that any food
should just be nourishing
of your youth
about my
inaccessibility about your things, and earrings in the ear
under age and stupidity.
my sun, you would be gone forever
to another, for example
I let you
I was probably a bright example for other
I'm talking to you on the night
the full moon day in the morning and
my boyfriend is now
It does not help even the Kama Sutra
I'm so tired of you with
dream and brew your name
I would ink - to arrange
all points on our unfinished "e"


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