Kindling
For the Sensational II Challenge
In my mind, you still sit beneath a plum-dusk sky gilded in shimmery spray of silver leaf
I swallow- tastes of charred marshmallow and green wood sap reawaken on my tongue
cracks and pops of hungry flame dull behind frantic pulse of cicada
smoke notes, petrichor and sweat accompany swirling breezes
fingers at my side sense the energy of yours- centimeters and oceans away- I yearn to finally feel skin
About the Creator
Penny Fuller
(Not my real name)- Other Labels include:
Lover of fiction writing and reading. Global sailor living on a boat. Woman in science. Most at home in nature. Working my way to an unconventional life, story by story and poem by poem.
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