Author: Author - Terry D. Gibson

I saw you while you watched your love But a moment it was, a glance I seized like a common thief, snapping a photo without permission. As soon as I did, guilt left me stricken. You’re an opportunist, I thought, Always sniffing out the raw, the real, Feathers to your fingertips. I saw you while you watched your love Your body sighed, no longer taut,…

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