Chills run through my soul as
rivulets of tears wash over my eyes
Cleansing fervent memories which bind us closer
Tiptoe after sunset;
in translucent happiness
Awaiting our dawn; our new tomorrow; our everything
Author notes
Prompt: Water
A contest entry
- quickie. by Kathraina.
500 points, ended October 1, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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i love this piece, especially the thoughts in the last line. well done
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ok so u r enterd... I LOVE IT!!!! good job =]


