I wonder when it came to this
when the crinckle in your eyes
when we made love
became a squint
to see
who
I
was
and if
I even knew
when we made love
that the crinckle in your eyes
...was the cradle of a tear?
I wonder when it came to this
when the crinckle in your eyes
when we made love
became a squint
to see
who
I
was
and if
I even knew
when we made love
that the crinckle in your eyes
...was the cradle of a tear?
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...was the cradle of a tear?
Great imagery
beautiful in many ways.
xo