Motherly Touch🦜💕
As you walk away
All I see are neon lights
Darkened in the night
As you disappear
My voice, silenced by the wind,
Yells “No! Please, don’t go!”
As you close the door
I swivel, and sprint away
Tasting the sharp breeze
I come to your bed
Your baby powder smell has
Drifted to the past
Now, all I have left
Is the memory of your
Soft, motherly touch🦜
Sincerely,
Caralia🫶🏼
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