Nara.
1 min readSep 6, 2017
rhythmic breathing
arduous heartbeats
sleeps through a mist of purple and heavy bass
sun teases through lapses in green
unable to focus her eyes, ears play the melody of what once
was
cold hops dance on ridges of tongue in prepubescent warmth
the warmth hesitant, playing, childlike on the tips of noses
electricity buzzes through fingertips as a glance avoids capture
here lies the secret departure
that neither party wishes to declare