That night one summer
When I fell in love
By Salomé SaffiriPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read

The smell of buttered popcorn at the fair.
Your cotton-candy-sticky hand in mine,
The trill of life in the midsummer air,
The hazy neon of the motel sign.
You cherry lipstick...
About the Creator
Salomé Saffiri
Writing - is my purpose. I feel elated when my thoughts assume shapes, and turn into Timberwolves, running through the snowbound planes of fresh paper, leaving the black ink of their paw prints behind.



Comments (2)
great work
Beautiful work, Salomé! Great imagery choices!