Dad walks where he and mom used to,
Feeling guilty mom’s sick,
His beauty no longer there to talk with,
“She loved days like this.
Shit.”
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A great life
Tag: lovers
Stepping up to the Capitol
Big beautiful doors fill you with awe.
Like you’re visiting a king or queen, or lover.
Touch one.
Run your hand along its’ wood.
Smell it.
Then gently push.
Entering like royalty or an expected lover.
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