Layers Poem by Jackson Ford

Layers



The constant white glare looking, out piercing onyx cold air
single they stand, together they sit, splitting the night
one by one
taking up one another until the final drop fits
here we are
together they run together they sit.

Wednesday, July 25, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love,romantic,together
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