and then he let me wash his
hair in the bath
his skin
felt like polished
stone against my leg
when I woke up swimming
on a bed of swishing pebbles
Drunk on apple cyder I never drunk
kickin against this love
© Lizarikk 2012 19.06.12. 21.13,
21.06.12. 10.02 am
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