Just a fingertip
Soft upon a jaw
A song wafting
Like birdsong
Caressing
Soft breeze
The scent of you
Close, promising
Hungry lips
Was that yesterday
Or a thousand days ago?
Sascha Darlington
Thousand Days
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Book Blogger, Poetry and Fiction Writer. Oh, and I talk about dogs…a lot