poetry

Catching Giggles

By Amy Thomson

Catching giggles
in your kisses,
dust dances
in gold.

In your kisses,
I drown.
In gold,
I stay.

I drown
in hazel,
I stay
in your arms.

In hazel,
there’s warmth.
In your arms,
there’s love.

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