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Our Love, a Toy

We Wind and Wind

By Josh E.Published 5 months ago 1 min read
Our Love, a Toy
Photo by Barrett Ward on Unsplash

As days that have no end go on

I call to them who live in song.

When I feel your warm, soft hand

The room we live now holy land.

Be the moon, glow firm and true,

I do not fear you will find a new.

Your eyes as rich, full to the sky

Your mind, so pure to make me cry.

Our love, a toy we wind and wind

My body, high on love I find.

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Josh E.

Fiction Writer | Poet | Bookworm | Tolkien Fanatic

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