Sweet Arm of Mine

By M.Winter Sitting next to the window was I My arm on the rest peacefully placed. Stood on the aisle looking tall yet rounded, Spiffy in your suit and tie. Sat next to me Squished feeling I had. Bigger seats we need … Continue reading

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