Hold me
19:45
: hold me
there is a face on your hand, my love
a face on your hand that snarls at night
your fingernails are sharp as wit and glinting in the starlight
it hurts the most when it winks at me
when it is kissing me
and biting
biting
biting me lovingly on the cheek
(Kjartan Hermansen)
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