flex'd
.
my left eyebrow
it's ear's edge
up
it queried
'long with mine
lip's left
their ear's edge
up
'long with mine
left eye's squinch
it's ear's edge
up
mine first ever
to the hers query
"would you be my girlfriend"
mine leg'z nervous
instinctively
flex'd
mine trembling torso
up
Left
thru those
revolving
glass doors
Copyright © James Peranteau | Year Posted 2024
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