December

Nicholas AlzateJanuary 17, 2018January 17, 2018Poetry

wove new days
for us to wear
in undesirable
temperatures.
Our delicate
breath—visible
and fleeting—
rose from our
mouths as we
exchanged
sounds of love.
Every note of
tenderness struck
louder than
the last.

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