semblance
a semblance of feeling long gone
shining dimly in the warmth of morning sun
free-falling from the bleached white cliffside
the surf below begging to envelop her in waves
dunes and sea oats ache for finger-tipped brushes
white-hot to the touch and speckled with seashells
curiously resembling her wearied and worn heart
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love how you were able to personify a semblance of a feeling without naming it