another chalk-written name
thunderclap behind the eyes
no time to count the stars
that dance
or should that be burning
brush me in a language
unfamiliar
like a splash of a kiss
or smoke in the throat
tell myself what I think
you would say
know I won’t soak
in your roguish potion
Jun 18, 2019
Jun 18, 2019 at 7:17 PM UTC
another chalk-written name
thunderclap behind the eyes
no time to count the stars
that dance
or should that be burning
brush me in a language
unfamiliar
like a splash of a kiss
or smoke in the throat
tell myself what I think
you would say
know I won’t soak
in your roguish potion
Written: June 2019.
Explanation: A short poem written in my own time - not my best to be honest. Feedback welcome as always. A link to my Facebook writing page can be found on my HP home page.
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