Saturday, May 16, 2015

Oil on Linen

Sore aching pitter patter
Of Flittering heart beats
Chins clumsily knocking chins
And while it seems rude
To bump into someone
At night
For just a few minutes
It's exactly what you need
To get on with that life
That won't stop moving
Just because
You asked for a break.

Riley Welch

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