Poetry

Crave

I craved you
on a level that made
the marrow in my bones
whisper your name.

Β© Sarah Doughty

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29 thoughts on “Crave”

      1. You bet. I’m hoping our young friend “Prose” here is going to pick up on your slam dunk style of baking and throw some of that in her own batter. You’re a real inspiration to bloggers and writers, Sarah. I could never do your style: whenever I open my mouth words just come tumbling out as if they’d been in solitary all my life. Thanks for the example of thrift with substance.

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