Your salt clusters upon my eyes, stinging nettles and traipsing flies.
The clouded window I wipe clean, a fog of something I once seen.
Fragmented dreams kiss my fingers, an unwound story that lingers.

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This is the face of love.
~The Curse of the Wendigo, by Rick Yancey
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This is the face of love.


~The Curse of the Wendigo, by Rick Yancey