
THE SHIFT
There was once a time when
you and I knew each others skin,
and we were heavy gravity
as we shifted between the sheets.
We were never solitary shadows,
our breath being so close that we
knew not if it was yours or mine.
For dVerse Poets quadrille #172, “shift”. AI Digital Artwork is created using Midjourney. Imagery and poems ©Misky 2023 Shared on Twitter #amwriting @midjourney
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