04.October.26

A place for a pair to fall.

In love,

By leaves.

Between

Sniggler—

More of amore’s than a moray’s catch—

And

Snoggler—

Snuggler’s preferred state with a fevered match.

Let each of hearts rise.

Amidst warmed whorls’ byes.

Near.

Watching ochres set.

Dear.

Holding long-lost get. ; )

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