Rainwater Salt: A Poem

Hi there! I hope you enjoy this poem that I wrote this eveninggreen-84649_1280

One could collect

Rainwater in the hollows

Under her eyes, that lie, surrounded,

By spiderwebbing streams of inky blue

Caressing her closed lids, winding away to disappear

Beneath the sallow surface of her face, pale skin,

Seeming thin to touch, that waits

For the feel of a gentle hand, soft brush

Of palm that starts

Blossom in her cheeks;

And she could supply an ocean with what

She finds inside, salt tracked drops

That cling to lashes, and collect

In the hollows

Under her eyes.


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