Arrow

Poetry 2 comments

memory’s titanium tipped arrow

penetrated my defenses

embedded deep

woke the past

I keep behind tightly locked doors

shaken

and stirred

salt water trails

trace contours of cheeks

long denied your touch

 

© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved

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