melt: a poem

MELT

they drove through golden skies,

top down, pausing

by the roadside 

for breath. between

milky leather seats

they whispered sweet nothings:

of late nights and early mornings,

silence and sleep, 

forever summers and phosphene,

blissfully blind

as limb 
            by limb they intertwined,

and drowned beside 

one another.

(photo credit: anja_p on unsplash)

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'melt' is a poem that I wrote in 2014. It was part of a much wider project that I undertook during my creative writing undergraduate degree and was later published in the third issue of litmag Severine Lit which you can view online. If you liked this, why not read some more of my creative writing? 

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