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our thing

by Kerowyn Rose

you thought of
me all morning
it felt fuzzy-warm
light, positive
protective from
head to toe and a
soft caress to the
cheek like when our
faces touch whenever
we hug; it's our thing
how could I not have
known, all morning I
wondered who could it
be...and then an email
from someone I haven’t
thought of in so long, but
still I should have known


Posted on 01/10/2012
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