The key
Suddenly, the winter on the face,
as I fall into the light, leaving the darkness behind with
, earthworms and electricity steel.
instinctively Seeking shelter in large pockets, but the frost
keys, chills screaming behind me,
hand withdraws, as a tip from the tooth of a snake.
chilled my fingers, now a fugitive on the run
in the medina, the turmoil in my pocket,
the sudden warmth of a jewel, like a kiss ..... your kiss.
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