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  • Writer's pictureKimmy Higginbotham

Another thought for Poetry May 5

I fell asleep with my bare back

Facing the open window

Drinking in the cool moisture,

Feeling the caress of the breeze

Like a lover's trailing fingers.

Trust lay there.

Comfort and peace.

And trust.

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