Tuesday 21 September 2021

On days like these

 

On days like these
I don't need flowers
Or words
That catch raindrops,
Gleaming
That are meant for
The stream -


Just another heartbeat
On the other side of the blanket -
Close enough
To reign the rhythm
Of my own,
And walk it around
Without moving.

 

c. LJ Ireton 2021

 

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