RAW WITH LOVE (Charles Bukowski)

I will remember the kisses 

our lips raw with love 

and how you gave me everything you had 

and how I offered you what was left of me, 

and I will remember your small room 

the feel of you 

the light in the window 

your records

your books

our morning coffee

our noons our nights

our bodies spilled together...sleeping

the tiny flowing currents

immediate and forever

your leg my leg

your arm my arm

your smile and the warmth of you

who made me laugh again.

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