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you tremble (poem #585)
Eyes wide, you tremble skin pressed cold against another, open door, open heart and exude a sense of presence, a…
Writer in San Francisco, CA

I saw her at the
Crossroads, black dog at her heel
A torch in her hand
Another drink, a day gone
Torch burning in the darkness
Eyes wide, you tremble skin pressed cold against another, open door, open heart and exude a sense of presence, a…