::: One Step :::

Love please don’t
blow smoke signals into my face
pry these aging letters from my hands
whisper between the sheets and morning
don’t make this any harder then it is
with your
”all of me”
mentality
this is slowly becoming
choreographed

Written by: ~ Christian Melendez

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