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Butterfly Kiss

Published March 21, 2017 in Mickey - 0 Comments

Butterfly Kiss

Mickey couldn’t remember who.

Taught him the eyelash brush across the cheek.

A tender, whisper of a kiss.

Now he shared it with his little boy.

And watched the ideas converge gently in his innocence.

He felt a bit embarrassed.

But there was no one else around.

Just the two of them, father and son.

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