Blurred Horizons
written by: Nope, Not Pam
@NopePam
The sky was molten caramel
As they left their footsteps imprinted in the sand
Silence simmered like the heatwaves glimmering on the horizon
And heavy hearted he shot a glance towards
The lithe sweating bodies of the volleyball players
He knew all about the handball of blame
He’d never envisaged this moment
He’d never thought it would hurt so much
And now the words were spoken
It was like tap dancing on broken eggshells
You can never retract the words of a damaged love.
Nope, Not Pam
Nope, Not Pam likes to walk that thin line between tested and tried and experimental. She runs a blog on WordPress where she pushes the envelope to discover what is beneath.
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