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Jan 2020
Closer now
Her
I
carefully fold
the air mattress
where I slept restless

this morning
revealed hands touch
unexpected
yet hoped

and now alone
together
crouched knees kiss
and air
escapes
we sink towards
the ground

which now
seems inevitable
that momentary cushion
would give
and my expectations
exposed for fools
laid out
on the bare
cold
flat.
Sound that led my pen:
"Green Withins Brook" - Richard Skelton
Written by
jack
54
   Bogdan Dragos
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