Lukewarm
by Joan Malone
· 16/09/2026
Published 16/09/2026 18:40
With crusty shut eyes
Windows open I wake
From sickeningly sweet dreams
Of you next to me
Wind blows reminding me
Of all things promised
And all unspoken
Words discarded
Within my mind
Memories swirl
Wind tickles my skin
And twirls around my heart
Its cool breeze collides
With the warm ache
Of my feeling
And fades anon
- J.M.