Daily 16 #25

With you, the bad man is gone.

I only felt your embrace.

Your arms were combined with my spirit;

to the weak: we hear them.

The leaves of grass were in place.

I found comfort and identified myself as a human from Earth in the grass.

She walked a dog,

She was 100 feet tall.

She changed my perspective.

The journey was nothing at all.

A symposium and electives.

The action keeps us involved.

You'll find me, only I can define me.

I sit low, and stand tall.

In a mirror we saw ourselves, no filter at all.

I kissed her lips and held her breasts.

Thank you, I love you.

Now, my despair is in the air.

All night we loved,

And she left me without a kiss or a hug.

Where did you go?

Where are you, my love?

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