poem, possibly.

[loudchild]

like hot whispers in pouring rain
like the tiny hairs on the back of your neck
like fingers on taut firm dolphin skin in the water

breathe.

leaning tower grins and swaying swaggers
closed eyed sighs and flame burnt lips
fingertips and boney hips

breathe.

quiet thick intensity of the silence
heavy, slow like honey
last moment of gripped fingers

Comments

[starla203]

love that song

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