My warm-blooded hot water bottle
(cosy nights with my beloved)
By Paris RosemontPublished 7 days ago • 1 min read
Photo by Claudia Love on Unsplash
Escaping winter
chill—spooning my hot-hearted
love, softly dreaming
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Paris Rosemont
Thai Australian poet. Author of poetry collections 'Banana Girl' and 'Barefoot Poetess'.
You may find me at https://www.parisrosemont.com/
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