Memories of the Marsh

Stretched across one another,
your hold elicits stares. 
Golden memories of our youth,
when we were vulnerable.
Green.
Slow dancing oblivious to interruption,
our journeys languidly intertwined. 
We both like the same things,
and still we changed with time. 
Brown.
Shades just like two,
limbs displaying strength.
Dampening streams run down me, 
as I cling to you.
Moss

Copyright Teherah Wheeler (©) 2017

Teherah xXx

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