Salty and Sweet

rose’s aren’t red

bleeding time

securing mine

yielding pressure

without measure

all that’s needed

was done discreetly

my love is fair

not to be dared

I own what’s mine

it’s why it’s fine

work together

even apart, no matter

regardless the weather

I am a foreign

place my memories erased

yielding with grace

especially seeing your face

‘not wanting to be a disgrace

longing in forgiveness strongly with faith…


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