we plummeted to earth
tumbling skin to skin
limbs entangled in white silk
an explosion of feathers
descended after us
drifting like snowflakes
and tasting of too-sweet sugar
as we fell
we made angels
in the sheets
The stuff that comes out a bird's mouth.
we plummeted to earth
tumbling skin to skin
limbs entangled in white silk
an explosion of feathers
descended after us
drifting like snowflakes
and tasting of too-sweet sugar
as we fell
we made angels
in the sheets
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Those last three lines… wow!!
I can’t take full credit. Those lines were the prompt for the poem. You can see all the prompts on Instagram by looking up @amandatorroni there.
I do not have instagram…but maybe I will find it anyway!?
Here’s a link to the original post. You don’t need to be on Instagram to see it: