#037

i feel these stars quietly cold
unadorned, the heat of my skin
shreds the static air to vapours

and i hold your name in vapours
of time, write kisses softly cold
wishing old shivers mark my skin

the way on nights, our moonlit skin
drew symphonies amongst vapours
gaps trembled, you blew away the cold-

i sit blank, cold skin bleeding vapours, now

Form: Tritina
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