Gin: a girl’s first love – poem
Gin; a girl’s first love
by K.
above all else
it is his scent she loves -
this particular mix of
sweat and fierce loyalty, so
tangible it fills her head like warm cotton
when she is alone, with only the night
before her, it is this
that she wraps herself in,
this the nest she sleeps in;
the memory of her cheek against his
neck, breathing deeply…
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