A poem Sweat runs through her hair in dropletsCoursing downward from her faceHeat is sultry velvet to her skinTouchable air, thick its stroke wetsLungs feel emptied, breath sucked outAs she lies spent then gasps risingTo snatch what life she canInto the frailness of her frame She reaches for breath to draw inThrough the splutters, every […]
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