Running from Love

Running from Love

Drink Coffee Write

(Published on The Writers Club)

A delicate stroke
of an old nude painting
rests between her lips
with a kiss wakes her
not in the glimmer of affection.
Her phone is breaking up again,
repeating my sins since late last then.
I blinked open to a sunrise lingering between
the chandelier’s wolves.
I’ll be scaling trains to flee the city of your scent.
But everywhere I wake up, standing
above me is the form of me you’ve got locked
in a death-grip: a sultry smile.
There you are, waiting, begging, imagining
a white dress in which you’ll fit.

(© 2022 AC)

(Wattpad,Amazon Kindle,Spillwords,The Writers Club)

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