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Saying It Simply

Saying It Simply

We both
Push
And recoil
In sunlight,
Knowing
The dry heat
May well
Effect us.

There's
Time.

But moisture,
That elusive
Element
Of exchange,

Seeks
Our reaching out.

Just entangled
Enough
To feel
That challenge,

Relenting
As though
The moss
Had grown
To a soothing
Density,

The rough edge
Meets
Melting
Snows

And that
Truth,
So hard
Won
By any means,

Slumps
In comparison
to that
Awkward
Gentleness,

A few words,
And that
Slender thread
Tied
Around
The finger,

A reminder,
Shared
By the opulence
Of black ink
On a snow white
Page.
runningturtle87
Written by runningturtle87
Published
Author's Note
What we want out of life is literally at the tip of our fingers.
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