There was something about the way her freckled cheeks turned red that caught my attention. I wondered what made her blush. If it was something I said, or something that crossed her mind. It made the green of her eyes brighten like dew tickling grass on a warm summer morning.
suffused with roses
her emerald gaze
drew inward
coppery lashes lowered
demure veils
obscuring the windows
into her inner fracas.
her cheeks scrawl a chapter
unabridged
in a language
I studied once –
long since forgot.
I scrabble
the freckled pattern –
cues to the lost tongue.
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My new collaborative piece with the amazing Sarah Doughty is up on Whisper and the Roar today. Be sure to check out all of the other amazing writing!
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It was such a pleasure writing this piece with you.
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Thank you Sarah
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Aurora Phoenix and Sarah Doughty/Whisper and the Roar
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