Best 4 Lips

 Poetry & Prose


October 14, 2018

Caught between Clouds 

Caught between clouds 

Sunlight stares at me.

Illuminates the web on my window pane

And runs before I can offer it a drink.

My cheeks crinkle hard like paper,

Lips pull together as if sewn by string,

And the wind whispers of a season

Already passed. 


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