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Future Echoes

what might happen if I am lucky and brave

By Savannah K. WilsonPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
a future I want, but don't believe I'll get (image created by Author in Canva)

I hear the cry of gulls along with bustling crowds, all around me goes silent, ... I hear only her

I see crowded promenades and city lights, my eyes scan and I see nothing ... see nothing but her

I taste salt in the harbour air mix with the saliva in my throat as nervously ... I approach her

I smell the city odours merge with restaurant steam, until something new ... the scent of her

I touch my chest, heart beating harder than I can handle, with an embrace ... I finally feel her

fact or fictionStream of Consciousnesslove poems

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Savannah K. Wilson

She/Her | Australian 🏳️‍⚧️ Author

Queer and all class with a touch of sass! (or maybe the reverse!)

short stories, poetry, life experience

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    Written by Savannah K. Wilson