He pats my lips with thirty pounds of consecutive kisses.
I see his pursed mouth even as I continue dreaming.
This little force who will be two next month.
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He pats my lips with thirty pounds of consecutive kisses.
I see his pursed mouth even as I continue dreaming.
This little force who will be two next month.
mastering my own Japanese kitchen
An ex-pat & new-Jew writing adventures out of the ordinary and sharing the stories with you
