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There was a blank last night.
Stop started sentences,
Eyes stared in silence,
Hands winter-touched
By a linger of words.
Feelings bubbled
Ungrasped and
Time stood for my breath.
Three words,
Spoken only in kisses.
For now.
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nicely written. It has an abrupt ending though...or maybe I just wasn't ready for it to end..yes, option 2. I have to agree with Jamilah-painted this perfectly
I loved this. You have incredible imagery and sentences like "Stop started sentences" and "Hands winter-touched" make this a really vivid poem. Nicely done!
