Mesmerized by Ilona Agur

21 hours ago
1 min read

Sitting on a fence ledge

Feet dangling

Palms flat

Leaning on a wood plank

Soft hum

Pursed lips

I stare into opaque eyes

They stare back

They don’t blink

I glance at the messy hair

Shifting slowly

Tickling air

Pebbles crunch beneath my shoes

As I turn back to go…

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