Here Among the Ruins

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Here Among the Ruins

poetry by Regina Puckett

Drink Our Fill

Ever once awhile and again
I think back to where it begin
A tracing of a fingertip
A momentary trip and slip
Goosebumps and shivers
Moments sliced into slivers
A pause and then a glance
Wondering if there could be a chance
If only time could somehow stand still
While our hearts drank their fill

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