Due to the way you bend my neck, leave me craning, I can only catch a glimpse of you swimming in the early morning shadow that surrounds my white halo. Your fingers tap and eyes stare as you lean back in the creaky chair between sips of sweetly pungent raspberry tea, completely disregarding me when […]
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