T o l l v er m o u t h .........

chamberry
ghosts
written

the leather worn
frayed soft at the stitching
a chassis grace
down arched spires
of summer desire

liquid eyes
and pungent realm
the pines
where shiver ghosts
and whisper hips
taste electric souls
quiver
turbo charge river like
octane ghosts
needleful walks
pressing imprint impressions
the summer storms lesson

winterflesh in creeks cupped
the ragged limestone
wishes

smile sad Cherise
"avoir le coeur brise"
like little minnows
little beats

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