mostly when i find i am sad
there is a moment to be had when
the rains lay mist upon my cheek
lingering like soft soleil light
then, i purse my bitten lips,
curve skinny arms around slender hips
hold the pieces of me together
until, at last, i lose the fight.
the days grow long, as shadows stretch
taste the salt as my breath does catch
and watch the sun set behind closed eyes
as i feel my soul clench, unclench.
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