Jul 29, 2019Jul 29, 2019 by Carol J Forrester Belong #DVersePoets #Quadrille Poetry blogging, dversepoet, poem, Poetry, quadrille, relationships, writing 23 Comments When it was good he could trace his name through freckles on her back. Could see all the ways he belonged in that bed, with her, in that house. Until belong became belong to, possession possessed in that bed, in that house by her. Share this:TweetShare on Tumblr Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like Loading...
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