Pride

At the first touch of your trembling lips
Mine breathe cold ice

Gathering strength
Blues meet the eyes.

No universe can satiate
Drowned souls of love’s frost-bite

Two zany imperfect outliers
In this glorious moment bind.

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Saloni

Image Credits: Sarah Riches

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