A Short Love Poem on a Thursday

close breaths draw deep these colors

close breaths draw deep these colors
that shade cool the attraction growing
in sights small want builds it’s castle
where pecks evolve in melting moisture
on fallow ground star dust seedlings
share chilly bumps an intimate soothing

 

whitesands

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