Last

If that was our last embrace,
I wish I held you
 longer
closer
breathed in your scent
felt your skin against mine.

I would have gotten
out of my head 
and into
the last moment
with you.

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The Restless Crescent

Poetry, short musings, exploring my reality through words.

The Restless Crescent

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The Restless Crescent

Poetry, short musings, exploring my reality through words.

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