I THOUGHT

shadow424

I thought

I heard

the whisper

of a gentle voice

and the fragrance

of her hands

glide past me

in this crowd

 

I thought of

her hair

like an ocean

moving into me,

pushing to the depths,

us

 

I thought

of saying

but didn’t

under a

gray drizzle,

until later,

I’ll dream

and meet

  • Author: shadow424 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 13th, 2021 19:27
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  • Nicholas Browning

    Thoughts are powerful. I hope that dream is a pleasant one.



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