December 10, 2017

Whispering Dreams

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Your dreams
wrap around me,
twining my ribs in
a mist of breath,
rising through rivers
in my veins,
whispering off the
crest of my lips,
where they dive
to the depths of my
soul below.

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  1. Love your writing, Sarah.

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