Devil’s Lake, WI. Picture taken by me 7/21.
Month: June 2021
Drowning
If I close my eyes and hold my breath,
I can imagine myself back besides you.
Within that moment I’m back
floating in your scent,
drowning in your touch,
and backstroking in your presence.
But as soon as I relax
and try to take a breath,
I’m sucked back into the present…
Once again left gasping for air.
Ritual
You have become my mind's daily ritual. My silent reminder and sobering remembrance of everything I did.
Steps
Picture taken by me 6/21
The Emily Morgan
How can a building steal your heart?
SA, TX
So many lines for the eye to follow
AO Poetry 
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