Sheets tangled,
intertwined with feet, skin
thus clothed and unclothed
by fabric and the cool air
of the morning.
Room an awakening
to the night just passed, only
remnant the glass
his lips had touched.
Sheets tangled,
intertwined with feet, skin
thus clothed and unclothed
by fabric and the cool air
of the morning.
Room an awakening
to the night just passed, only
remnant the glass
his lips had touched.
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