poems raw April 18, 2016by heather anne ardent kisses adrift on naked air my skin, raw Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
Some call it red 
Love it.
short and sweet
😉
Nine lovely words