Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Words-none



The door opens, he turns around.
She runs inside, he walks in.
Soft footed anxious breaths.
The door creeks, she cries under.
Soft footed nervous breaths.
He warms the corner, she cries under.
Words- none.
The sea glistens in the glance.
He dives.
Words- none.

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