by AC

Messages through Blocked Calls

A time of love I don’t miss falling.
My conscience is clear.
My ambitions in the rearview mirror
My kiss drips with the taste of her raspberry lips.
My self-esteem tumbles under the weather, thundering her raspy moan tucked us in a dream — together if only in a letter.

(© 2022 AC)

(Wattpad, Amazon Kindle.)

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