another freckle – Phillip Knight Scott

freckles

 

I counted her freckles like rings
in a tree trunk, soft kissed by the sun,

and on particularly warm summer nights
I lose the number, finding myself instead
tracing her face, hinting at red,

burning as another day
fades gentle, another mark of beauty.


You can read more of Phillip’s writing at Reverie in reverse

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