That first kiss, that first love, that first time…
The Sunday Whirl blog invites writers to write a poem or short prose using some or all of the “wordle’s” 12 word.
This week’s words are:
The first ride
deserves wings; the soft pant
of which lies alongside the slaps and gasps;
where the snare of a blue instant
implodes love and life into
an exquisite unbalance;
yields everything that was,
everything that was thought to come,
just for today,
into sweet sublime dust.