Tiny Fawns

Daily poetry from Brianna Dawn.

melting needles

your hair stands on end
when mine brushes
against your skin, your neck
your breath runs thin
disappearing into the dark
i’ll take the rest in
so let it all out

Categories: Poetry, Post A Day 2017

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1 reply

  1. A salacious intrigue.
    I am always impressed with the quality in your writing regardless of quantity.
    Thank you

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