Taffer-Tailor

Bed smiles w/ the dimples our bodies left behind
+ the mess of the room is a party on hold.

Mind swirls in the depths where fingers searched hair
where two beings interlocked at every plumbed meter.
Now I scrub dishware
in 5 am's blue
where the moon celebrates as it's led on suns leash.

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Bed smiles w/ the dimples our bodies left behind
+ the (mess of the room)v rooms mess is a party on hold.
Where fingers searched hair
mind swirled swirls as (in) the depths
where our beings interlocked at every plummed meter.
Now I scrub plates dishware
in 5 am's faint blue
(+) where the moon celebrates as its led on sun's leash.