excerpt from my journal no. 15

Thursday, March 17, 2016

Hi! I feel so bad for not uploading this on Tuesday, like I had originally planned. Instead of posting, Amanda and I hung out and got coffee. Yeah, so here it goes!

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my eyes are the clouds
in seattle, washington skies,
they continue to rain 
throughout the day

my collarbones are a rope
being pulled towards you
by your touch

my hair is a tree
as high as the rockies
your hands keep grasping
its branches

There you have it, a poem from August because I have 0 inspiration yet again. Hope you enjoyed and have a wonderful rest of your week! See you again on Tuesday!

xoxo, Aubs

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