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7d
the day stretches out before me

sultry

a newly awakened lover
all welcoming limbs
warm and supple

I lay buried under winter's
bleak mountain of morose
desire frozen solid in my chest
cursing the lack of mischief
to shatter this gray
to throw gaiety like a prism

memories of fevered breathlessness
falling like snowflakes on my tongue
and disappearing again

one by one
Written by
Jami Tennille
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