Susan Ash Biography

The warmth of his body
Flows through his touch,
Enfolding me in his universe.
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I wrote him a poem to tell him
How our love felt easy and free,
I wrote about how good it felt
Being allowed to just be me.
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What have I lost that
He doesn’t understand?
My trust in him.
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Where do I fit?
The more time goes by
The same answer
Keeps coming back -
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What do I see
The first time
I look into
Their eyes?
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