Posts tagged ‘Twisted Vines’

October 18, 2012

The End of Summer.

by Jen Thompson

Posted by Jen

The sun began to set,

The sparkle in her eyes faded.

It was one last venture,

Before tomorrow’s departure.

Trembling fingers fidgeted,

Twisted vines hung tight.

We looked down on glistening pools,

Sparkling diamonds dancing on the surface.

Her warm arm caressed my shoulder,

I was happy but ached all in the same moment.

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