Capricious Craving
Gentleness led to trust –
the lightness of a touch,
the feathered brush of a cheek,
the whisper of a kiss.
An intimate world is a delicate refuge.
Alone, the fantasy crumbles.
NaPoWriMo: Day 13 – Capricious Craving
Capricious Craving
Gentleness led to trust –
the lightness of a touch,
the feathered brush of a cheek,
the whisper of a kiss.
An intimate world is a delicate refuge.
Alone, the fantasy crumbles.
Charlotte Hamrick 
‘an intimate word is a delicate refuge’ this is a belting line!!
Nicely!!
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Ahhhhh. I loved the mini long journey in just these few words.
The feathered brush of a cheek.
Sounds like real love.
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your month of poetry is breaking my heart
but in a good way…
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Thanks y’all.
Maringouin,
Your comment means the world to me – thank you. Writing a poem every single day has been a huge stretch for me in terms of time,inspiration and feeling like the work is acceptable (to me). In fact, I’m considering tomorrow’s post being my last since I’ll be out of town for a few days and it will be very difficult to post. We’ll see.
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you twist the knife in that last line…after setting us up nicely for the fall…lovely.
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My first experience ….
What can one say?… but ahhhhhh….
Images wrought with such delicacy that I feel as though I have not read but been touched lightly, lovingly, delicately in the presence of great beauty…
Wonderful…
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