New poem! blaugh
Through and Through Warmth
Almost can't find words.
Almost tingly,
leastways it sets off some.
A feeling like iodine,
but much, much better.
It feels good.
Feelings are fickle,
but it does.
Like everything is right,
as in as it should be,
as it was.
Almost...like a promise.
Like chicken soup.
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