I saw you,
and I
could Not
look
away.
Your eyes on me; and I,
Blushed.
And you held me there,
steady in your gaze,
your claws already deep,
tenderly
violently tearing into my flesh.
I miss those mornings where the house was loud and alive. The chattering of my children; the arguing, the laughing, the hurriedness of tryin...
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