by dokurtybitz

Things I wish I could do
But reality intrudes,
No leaving, wildflowers
Through the handle of her
Front door,
No gentle caress, to ease
Headache’s pain away,
No intimate little gestures
Ass grabs as we pass
Each other,
The distance is hard
When you want it to be

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