HEAVEN-SENT




Cheeks that beg for kisses

A nose that cries out for pinches

Skin as delicate as butterfly wings

Look, bits of clouds on your knees

A feather stuck in your elbow

And why are you holding a halo?

Where have you been?

Oh, don’t answer, your tongue’s still in the works

But we know where you’ve been.

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