Nonet: Pulse point.

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In my ear, weaving a tale we shared
Meadowsweet entangled in mine
Magnetic, by countryside.
Leisurely, you spread jam
on cracker by my
Shins bared. Passion,
innocence.
One look…
Yours.

In response to Poetry Writing Prompts: Week Thirty by @cthestoryteller.

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