Waterdrop

by January 23, 2015 0 comments

Sudden and cold
I felt it
understood to be etched
by your senses
sarcasm dripped
with simple shades
of madness
a trace of you
left
lingering
not forever
on my skin

editors note:

Boy, sweet duck ain’t drenched in you! Thought you’d make a splash, but only left her dry. Boy!? – mh

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