Wishes
Solid in nature
But dripping with irony
Like ice
Cold and stiff
But once grazed by doubt
Leaks away
Never to be sustained
A Warmth like blood
A taste
Sharp and sour
Spoiled rotten
To be reached again
Incessantly craved
Copyright © Ash Curry | Year Posted 2024
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