last night’s rain—
the mug still warm
where your hand was
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Way to use spacing to let it soak.. talented as always
Thanks Demar, brevity has a solid place in poetic hearts. πποΈ
This poem speaks to proximity in time and space as well as emotional warmth. A lovely write my friend as short as the passing warmth
Most thankful, Soren. Short and sweet, today πποΈ
Great imagery.
Thanks Thomas
Even if you reverse this it still glows.
Clever write.
Thatβs good to know, Paul, thanks! You are much appreciated ποΈππ»
Quite a lot in a few Words.
Sometimes a few words speak Volumes.
And beyond loud also voluminous compression ππ»ποΈ
Good write A.
Thanks O ππ»ποΈ
arqios, this is beautifully restrainedβ¦ a fleeting moment that still carries presence and memory. Itβs quiet, but it lands deep. It stays with you. Well done, my friend. πΉπ€ππ―οΈπ¦ββ¬
Probably time to mix it up a bit in regards to restraint π€©ππ»ποΈ
That memory will never be forgotten Rik.
Andy
Likely not, Sam. Thanks ππ»ποΈ
Warmth fading faster than the rain did. Thatβs the whole story. Nicely written
Thanks Salvia; much appreciated as always ππ»ποΈ
the warmth will remain where the bond is strong, even when the person has left....short and so beautiful
Thanks, Safina. A true imprint ππ»ποΈ
Feels deeply nostalgicπ₯°
Many thanks, thinkerbell ππ»ποΈ
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