The right pillow.

hotsurf poem, random feels December 12, 2020 1 Minute

I lay there
waiting for the bed
to relinquish its hold.
I fondle my breast.
It's warm & happy,
unmolested by anyone,
but me.

Published by hotsurf

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Published December 12, 2020

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