Shy honey,
the taste disjointed,
by art overcome.
Twist my delicacy
about your fingers
and you’ll know at once
what love affords.
Pull me on track
and leave me restless.
Push me through the floor.
-r. miller
12.26.18
Published
Shy honey,
the taste disjointed,
by art overcome.
Twist my delicacy
about your fingers
and you’ll know at once
what love affords.
Pull me on track
and leave me restless.
Push me through the floor.
-r. miller
*Insert Propaganda Here* 