Elbow Song by Bruce Mackintosh

Oct 2012

What I
remember
most
were the
sweet dimples
in the soft flesh
of your elbows
as you passed by

Although
they appear
on many
another’s arm,
only yours
upend
the unsettled
chasteness
of my dreams

Written by

Bruce Mackintosh Pittsburgh

(Pittsburgh)

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