Thigh-High Fishnets and a Poet's Mind
[A/N: draft, some lines partially stolen from my recent competition entry. It's not amazing but I figured I had to do something to get out of writer's block lmao.]
Let's live inside our fishing net.
The sea cannot contain us,
But here it's only us,
Breathless lovers.
The mesh leaves marks
In our skin,
But I'll only hold you tighter.
We could make a home
In this fishing net;
I think you've trapped me
For life.
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