encounter |  nathalie nandal


I close yesterday's heart
take a sip of coffee, hoping it will melt
the cloud in my throat
and imagine you witnessing your bareness
your sweet breath descending my neck
fingers caressing the stream of my back
velvet raindrops turning the pages of my hair
imagine your hands on my thigh
your fingers still yet pulsing
speaking to me every language I don't know

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