Necklace
I wear a sprig of heather
Trapped in resin round my neck
I hold it
And think of your
Escaping laugh
The clench and tremble of your hands
The fire in your eyes
Embers in the deep
The rough, black and gold
shoals of your voice
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I love this rich description of the “you” in this piece, the rough shoal laugh escaping the clench and tremble. Beautiful.
love the “gold / shoals of your voice”