fingertips…

fingertips...

‘fingertips play the air apparent, shadows turn his head, asks, “who am i?” she stands, he swallows her breath… an embrace’. Afternoon coffee with Ðark Ṝoasted Ƣoetry® © 2013.

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4 comments on “fingertips…

  1. LadyBlueRose's Thoughts Into Words says:

    I like this one alot
    Good to see you here, I didn’t you had joined us
    Take Care….
    )0(
    ladyblue

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