Strum


Wonderful poetry by a talented writer.

Chole Into Diamonds

Moving in close,

His hair smells like wind and storms.

His skin feels like life.

Winter, spring, summer, fall

Bloom at once with a touch.

A smile.

Submerged in the song of our

Heartbeats.

Unison.

Harmony.

Strum;

A new tune begun.

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