'not here,' said a tall girl with a mysterious air and soft black waves

"not here," said a tall girl with a mysterious air and soft black waves

a formally dressed man was saying something in her ear

a proposition could be heard in whispers while the noise of the cars

became slow and nice

she shook her head, at the man's savage insistence

who kissed her shoulder, where a tattoo was getting wet


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Published on May 18, 2024 09:20 Tags: poem-not-here, where-a-tattoo-was-getting-wet
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