The Chimes at Midnight
Poetry, late night musings, and the children of an idle brain
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14 July 2021
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By Bud Koenemund
For Lindsay
My flesh craves your touch.
My tongue desires your taste.
But, my soul wants all.
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Sweet Nothings
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