Toward me . . . . turn toward me, your neck your face, tracing eyes and brows in brightest space. drop into those days of heat and rain and thoughts of winter. slink downhill on greasy grass blades. replay that day, the minutes, hours, and remember the dust on shelves, the next day hides and arrives tonight. i know that look, that turn of phrase i hear it at night, it follows my days . #poet #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #writer #poetrycommunity #poems #wordporn #writersofig #words #spilledink #instapoet #poets #creativewriting #instapoem #writers #writerscommunity #instapoetry #spokenword #poetryisnotdead #ncpoetry #ncpoet #communityofpoets #artofpoets #poetryislife #poetryislove #poemgasm #igpoem #poetryforthesoul #worldwidepoetry

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