Poetry

The Next Move

Wandering round this liminal space
Can heighten or frighten a curious one,

Images smudged
With star-luster slashes
Sensations flicker through flesh
Catching breath and holding it a moment. . .

Until the release,
And it is done.

 

© 2020 Gail Barrie

 

 

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