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Solo Duets (poem)

high heels and hydrangea

Autumn blazed azure and gold, And a tickling thrill stole over me; Fingers slid down the curve of my neck, Then gently squeezed my clavicle, Playing me for a brilliant fool. I swayed into his embrace; Bronze, copper, and iron notes Skittered down and up my spine, In senseless musicality. Yellow squeaked […]