Poems ✍️
Poems ✍️
03.09.2026
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Listening To You
It was the first day
of so many
that I got to touch
and keep my hand
on the sweet softness
of your skin.
As hours rushed
into the great unknown
you said you would
not be opposed
to have my ear
just close enough
to listen
to your heart.
There was a moment
when the thought occurred
that you may not
enjoy a hairy chest.
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