poetry

floating untethered

floating untethered
awash in pleasure’s sweet waves
imprinted by love

Thank goodness it’s Friday!

Halfway during my walk to work, I realized that I should have just stayed home. I trudged onward and survived the workday well enough thought I had moments of feeling feverish and achy. Now I’m writing, trying to make up for the days this week that I didn’t even get to the average.

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