You’ve returned to my daydreams.
I am distracted by body parts—
shoulders, hands, neck—
One silent week
in Bora Bora is all I desire—
walking unfamiliar beaches,
you in your mirrored sunglasses,
my insides out.
from → Anne Heraghty, Poetry
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