a quick look
a caught look
a tingle that blazes
pink
a harsh word
a soft word
a flash of pure heat
pink
a clenched fist
a trembling hand
a small shame
pink
a slow burn
a low burn
a flame that unfurls
pink
a long sip
a few more sips
a whisper and a rush
pink
a warm day
a cold day
etched in heat or ice
pink
a human condition
a universal scald
capillaries widen
pink
a sure sign
no fault of mine
involuntary
pink
a way to embrace
a face that escapes
all your attention
pink
About the Creator
Kavi Warrick
There's a moment where all the words try to come out all at once, and it's either beautifully chaotic or decidedly blank.
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