Dear Reagan
Dear Reagan,
I learned your Curves before
your name.
Your Screams before
your laughter.
I wanted to conquer the topography of
your Body.
Rough hands plotting my conquest despite
your Resistance.
Fists and force met each thrash and plea of
your Fight.
Sweet Reagan, I know you will never forget
our Time.
Because some scares will never
- Heal.
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