forehead to forehead I swear it back and forth
you are enough you are more than enough
her sad eyes swallow my flat words
As fear roars round her heart
What a tiger to rampage
around such a tender stage.
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In the laundry bin, making home next to my socks and underwear, I found a little tube of glossier blush, two square neon magnets, and a spec... -
I count myself with the most fortunate to have little toes to call piggies and little giggles to tickle out Her toys sprinkled around our ...