Sometimes, you stumble across lovely poetry and as you read on, you simply find your fingers have a life of their own and are clicking and sharing it with the world. A pretty poem. All who’ve been healed, untouched and burned by hot, tepid and cold love will resonate! Elan Mudrow, thanks for sharing this piece. ~@JulietKego


Your lover’s voice sounds like water Pounding upon rocks Filled to the brim with Polemics and counterpoints Swift, stabbing, centered Overcoming your line of defense Which was a fake calmness….that…

Source: Lukewarm

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