melancholy
Gusts of wind that slap the face
Hair gets caught in the mouth
Salt that flows over the eyes
A quiver trembles the lips
A sigh that escapes the breath
It seeps under the skin
Cold that touches goosebumps
Space devoid of joy
Brow over a frown
Hollow is the gaze
Limp in the limbs
Farewell to a smile...
...for a time.
04 jan 04
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