The Strength Of Silk
by Ben Pickard
By gossamer,
she hangs -
eyes red and tired -
but
I have never had
more fulsome faith
in the strength of silken delicacy
than I do as I kiss
your quivering lips goodnight.
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by Ben Pickard
By gossamer,
she hangs -
eyes red and tired -
but
I have never had
more fulsome faith
in the strength of silken delicacy
than I do as I kiss
your quivering lips goodnight.
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