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Roots

It's a chilly evening.

Our breath, billowing.

Every offset light,

framing her face.

Our frantic ears,

scrambling to keep pace.

The simple warmth

of a flushed cheek

sends my mind reeling.

And the exquisite contours

of a trembling hand,

well...

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kayleigh-redwine

American

Published: Dec 26, 2010
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