In Morning
I found recluse in the
Skin between your fingers
And the sweetness of your breath
Your touch like heavy wind
Meeting wave with rock
Now
Night
--
c
Jan 24, 2018
Jan 24, 2018 at 2:20 PM UTC
In Morning
I found recluse in the
Skin between your fingers
And the sweetness of your breath
Your touch like heavy wind
Meeting wave with rock
Now
Night
--
c
A relationship I had a while back ended as swiftly as it began, like a bout of heavy wind rippling into a wave. Imagery of day & night used. Wrote this for a creative writing class I took as a freshman in college.
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