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Lady Anew

fresh memories butterflies bloom from, soaring in our bellies for love.

By Trip L.Published 3 years ago 1 min read

And I call to you

hand out

to love this day

as we find our high

in the moon glow.

my dad will not know

as we lie in the sand

and I bend at the hip

lust and love

for you I have it all.

this is new

the pain a blur

that kiss can burn

but is soft and warm

and I fall, and fall more

I wake at dawn

lady anew

our time on my mind

for you I gave all

my love.

love poems

About the Creator

Trip L.

A neurodivergent lost in the world, and creative expression is a grounding force that reminds me I am here, experiencing it all with you in the most beautiful of ways.

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