left with flagrant desires i lay bound by her scent tied down by remnants of her breath covered with her kisses i cannot move, i won't move pulses of electric tremors surge with every thought a calmness rushes through me surrounds me embraces me even though alone, she sleeps with me tonight..
Reason for writing:
I think of her and feel her every waking moment. Calling this poem Tuesday is symbolic of this because there is nothing special about Tuesday. No one really talks about Tuesday or looks forward to that day of the week. Tuesday can be reserved for anything, any thought, any moment.
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