Is It Poetry
C*taking Turns * - Poem by Is It Poetry
Short of wind your breath belies
the dragging of your heal in
dust we trust.
Sweat dried sand to face
scoured fresh blush the
wind has made
Wind lifts my arms to take
from you this gift is
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