I Want. . .

Christine Ray

Brave & Reckless

b83d2503ce5802f9b83ea045add1165bI want. . .

I whisper

to empty rooms

air so chilly

that words float

ghostly moths

frozen in the mist of my breath

unprepared for them to linger there

echo with meaning

give voice to hungers

I tell myself

I do not have

full of guilt


I trace the letters

with silver pink fingertips

caress the curves and lines

say it louder


I want. . .

I want. . .

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© 2018 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved

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