Treasure Island

Raquel Angel Nagler


Scarred Mirrors - Old Love (6)


In our mouth:
The humid drums of autumn,
Like a ritual of rain.
Slowly, the wet sound
Softens our lips.



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Submitted: Saturday, December 28, 2013

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