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I smooth a wrinkle
out of my skirt and
remember a time you
pressed knots out of
my back.
But that was long ago
when my skin
ran moist with love
and your hands gleamed
wet with me.
out of my skirt and
remember a time you
pressed knots out of
my back.
But that was long ago
when my skin
ran moist with love
and your hands gleamed
wet with me.
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Hello Cindy
This poem is a perfect vignette. The second stanza expresses just the right degree of laconic regret.
Further enlargement belongs in the reader's mind.
There is another possibility that you might consider (for another occasion perhaps), and that is writing with the pronoun "she". This transposition could lead you to an alternative way of understanding this fleeting material?
This poem is a perfect vignette. The second stanza expresses just the right degree of laconic regret.
Further enlargement belongs in the reader's mind.
There is another possibility that you might consider (for another occasion perhaps), and that is writing with the pronoun "she". This transposition could lead you to an alternative way of understanding this fleeting material?