your bare legs
overstretch the edge
~
skydangling free
glistenshine wet
~
in golden sunglow
arched toes tickleclouds
~
while far below white
waves argue with rocks
.
.
i could have stayed
in that moment
forever
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love: a test run
PoetryThis collection of poems came out of an experiment for a project a fellow poet and I are working on. The task was simple, to write a poem a day, every day for a month. 24 hours to conceive, plan, write and edit a new poem every day; email it to each...
