Course:
through my veins
butterscotch sunlight
soft-skinned deer
leap through windows alive
to hasten your pillow-marked face
to stretch chapped lips
breathe shallow
Sometimes I wade into the river
Imagine
slowly relaxing
floating
free.
water seeps into my skin,
soaking through my hair
I float
hoping fish will land on me.
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I am new to your blog and I am enjoying your writing style.I write poetry in my head and sometimes get it down on paper! Sometimes I get distracted and so move to other topics while my poems dangle in virtual. I have3 a post on creativity you may enjoy.
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