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Submitted to Contest #152
September 14th, 2019 She trailed her hands on the light carried by the wind; at times it caught the dark streaks of her hair, mimicking iridescence. Today she held earthly colors in her being: shades of burnt coffee and fallen leaves made up the blush in her cheeks, the wisps of her dress. By habit I had the urge to call out to her, to lay her down and bury myself in the softness of her honey eyes, letting them feed my soul with their sweetness – instead I remained against the rough edges of the doorframe, not letting the little pricks of sp...
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