The Taste of the Times
lingering like lace
on a parched tongue,
water on embers
soothes aridity
when breaths swallowed
equals choking on smoke
#OctPoWriMo Day 21
The Taste of the Times
lingering like lace
on a parched tongue,
water on embers
soothes aridity
when breaths swallowed
equals choking on smoke
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