days like this/

©2021 Michael Raven

the cold winds blow
on days like this
snow dust children
chasing after wisps like
skittering white sands

deep dry socket ache
each joint needlepoint
heart drum hollow, your
fingers' palliative touch
a thousand miles away

there is healing
in your kiss
come to me
on the wind
on days like this

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