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GAZING THROUGH THE WINDOW FRAME
This is closed position
Your hand soft on wounded shoulder
Your voice the music I need to hear
To dance away the pressing fear
You take the lead
Dipping our toes, light as feathers
Into ink deep as night sky
Composing couplets as we glide
Though I would much prefer
Its imprint on or underneath my skin
Our constant spill serves to remind
Cavorting letters intertwine
Framing connection and separation
The boundaries of our conversation
#napowrimo2019
Your hand soft on wounded shoulder
Your voice the music I need to hear
To dance away the pressing fear
You take the lead
Dipping our toes, light as feathers
Into ink deep as night sky
Composing couplets as we glide
Though I would much prefer
Its imprint on or underneath my skin
Our constant spill serves to remind
Cavorting letters intertwine
Framing connection and separation
The boundaries of our conversation
#napowrimo2019
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