It is the best way to put it
Her thigh is the size of my arm
I know children that tall
In her eyes are stories of
Four marriages
Withheld grandchildren
Hurt
The eyes are a rage of the ocean
Pastel like a cockatoo
just as noisy
She is cold from blood thinners
always dressed like she is going to the club
Claims her 50 year old boyfriend has no idea she is 70
|| he must see it in her skin
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