Skin
Scented with sun
And honey
Radiating
A second hand warmth
Stolen
While watching cloud
On a winter afternoon
Laughing bellies
Pressed to the earth
As we lazily sipped tea
Flip flopping
On to our backs
To scan the sky
Dragons lurk in vaporous cloud
Alligators snapping
Morphing
As the storm rolls in
Night falls
With bone crunching cold
Sunlight scent still on our skin
Started out as a blog about me trying to find self control... now turned more personal... with me still searching
Saturday, 18 July 2015
Sunny Skin : Day 52 #100daysofwriting
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