Soap

Bubbles balance
on the tightrope
of your collarbone
while sunbeams ricochet
through the soap
and cast rainbows
onto your damp skin.
It’s not the slim line
of your torso
or the taught skin
across your abdomen.
It’s that tiny crest of clean
clinging to you.
This is the nakedness
that makes me
writhe and
melt and
fall.

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4 thoughts on “Soap

    • Thank you. This image just popped into my head and the poem, well, there you go. I’m so glad you liked it! I’m not confident in my short pieces. I always feel like they are missing something.

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      • I used to be the EXACT same way. It can be so much harder to write a short piece than a long one. Because with a short piece you feel like you have to incorporate so much into it, and make every word count. Like you want it to still leave an impact. What I ended up doing was look at my longer pieces and picked out what lines I felt were the most important and what I felt like was strong enough on its own. If you start to trim, it makes writing shorter pieces easier. But your long pieces are just fine too! But if you need confidence, let me just tell you to not give up on it! You have a talent.

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      • Thanks so much for the advice. And the compliment. 🙂 I’m still relatively new at sharing my writing so I’m still unsure sometimes. That’s what’s nice about WordPress–it’s low pressure for me. I can get feedback and advice from others who love words just as much as me. 🙂

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