you give me chocolate tiles, neat squares packed nice into tight brown packages from pennsylvania.
i give you unedited remarks about how my heart beats, the exact location of its sweet spot, and just what it takes to find it.
but you already have,
long before the chocolate.
1 comment:
Beautiful.
Also, no, that was not the song I was listening to. But it is a good song. Question: Are you the author behind all of this? And by this, I mean the words on your blog. Just wondering...
~Sarai
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