hex activist
Joined May 2020
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your precious flower
one morning I awoke with the full memory of our love within my bones, my flesh, my soul. like a warm embrace your memory filled my aching heart and drew love into the tender cracks within me. our sweet reverie followed me around, holding me through all the empty pangs of yearning, aching, desiring.
By hex activist4 years ago in Poets