Treasure
Coffee breath warm and thunderous, proclaims the pure taste of you and I. Caught deep within the ravine of empty hands and burning lashes for just this moment Gone in the blink of an eye. Old and beloved worn down lips shell-shocked, riddled full of holes. Serendipity squeaks out without regret or expectation. Only a fool can see his only distinction is in fooling himself
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Laurie_B
I have been writing poetry and fiction for several years now. It is truely one of my great pleasures in life to create beauty with words.
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