Poem

The Finest of Clothes

Let me dress you in the morning
Cover every delicious inch of you
in the finest of clothes
Let me smooth my hands
over your shirt
and remember all the
secret moments we shared
and will share again
when the sun sets
and darkness wraps itself
around us

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