Saturday, February 20, 2016

Innocent tonight (for Paulo)

You will grow and suffer.
You may struggle, oppress, or succor.
To me you are ever
A cackle of delight
As we roughhouse and tumble
On this Sunday night after your bath.
Posted by chicagron at 7:41 AM
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