A Kneading Prose

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
In a crowded place. our knees touched...

Submitted: March 02, 2008

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The memory of this momentary solitude
And a heart shrivelling on hands,
Stretched on a wide plain view
of my breath to yours,
Bringing me distractions to no end.
And I will remember,
That I survived another day,
With a knowing that,
I had you once,
Even just by memories,

And a scrap of knees.


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