Love is a whimper, with a loving hand
covering cold toes
on a couch
covered in blankets and puppies.
"You take such good care of me," I say.
"You have gone so long without being cared for...
Kah is a wheel; it's your turn now."
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AnaRosa Cruz
creative writer, martial artist, obfuscation, goblin, rock hound. New to poetry, but having fun just letting my brain spill onto the page.
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