let
me wipe your canvas
erasing
the previous scribbles
you
may once again paint
paint
your fresh pictures
your
new grace, or roll
on
it as you drool
from
your soft lips
that
have kissed me much
or
can i pick the raspberries
from
my bush i have grown
before,
to me, you were visible
and
blow the worms away
henry
victor 22.07.2018
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