measure

in particular, I liked the way you said words like measure and pleasure… the distance of your hometown adding that special drawn out twang. i could listen to you whisper those words, any words really, day after day after day… and I’d never tire of the way your voice nestled its way into my eardrums…

©2017 erin hoffman – all rights reserved

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