Wednesday, December 25, 2019

She wore no make up
Her lips were pale
Only a faint hint of the lipstick
From last night
Her eyes were swollen
Undereyes had a patch of kohl
Agin from last evening
She did not smell of the fragrance
She wore
She had just her aroma
And yet when she woke up
She saw him staring at him
Love locked as ever
As he said goid morning

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