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.
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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