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the curse of a sentimental heart & a skeptical mind

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December 2017

Foggy

A film of moisture
covers the window
as silken filaments
of fog wrap around
the building,
hovering,
waiting
for my thoughts
to take on
the same vague quality.

 

© Novemberchild
Photo credit:  Edwin van Buuringen via Flickr
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Interwoven

Words got stuck
floating over the breakfast table,
now forever interwoven with
the scents of coffee and raspberry jam.

© Novemberchild
photo credit:  via Pinterest

All Mine

This spot,
right above your
collarbone
where I bury
my face
when I need
to feel safe

– all mine.

 

© Novemberchild
photocredit: via Pixabay

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