(13/30) Inamorata

The Prompt for Day 13: write a non-apology poem for things you have stolen.



I stole stars
and hung them
in your hair

heisted the moonlight
growing against the
shadows of your skin

grifted every gaze,

pilfered kisses
one hundred
different ways;

unapologetic for
becoming your
accidental 
Inamorato.




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