Day 3: Skin, Prose Poem, Internal Rhyme
A dapper wrapper for the heart part, it perspires, inspires, and expires. It comes in a glowing rainbow of colors, and can’t be bought with dollars.
But sometimes, if you touch much, you could melt or get a welt, depending on how snug the hug. It all depends on the skin you’re in and the skin you want to share in.
Also posted on my Vanessence blog.