thank you for the memento
this piece of you for
my knick knack shelf
your kisses are gone
your rough palm
over my mouth
and the five olive bruises
on my forearm will
fade with time
so i'm glad you left me
something i could treasure
and that time will
not take away
i can look at it until the
light of day fades
and even then
i will always know
that it is there
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Selections From: Smolder & Spark - A Queer Poetry Collection
PoetryPoems of love and desire, Smolder & Spark is a collection that isn't for the faint of heart. Diving into both the lighter and darker sides of passion, the collection offers up celebrations of lovers, lamentations of loss, and spelunking into the sh...
