Saturday, February 1, 2025

Blanket

You’re a blanket of compelling mysteries, enveloping my mind.

Strung together with secrets, waiting patiently for me to untie

Your mind an enigma, a riddle, a perplexing design 

And I with a wanton vulgar need to unravel, untangle and deliciously unwind

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