ReVerse Ribbon

We kissed on the cold sand

Until the rains came.

When the world shattered,

I was a hunter’s prize,

Black lace, wet sheets.

The miles between us

Made it easier to lie,

Until I froze too.

We spiral down so far so fast;

I am the bag of broken glass.

~*~

ReVerse is a new poem created of one line each from a collection of older poetry. I took mine from some of the pieces in Going Dark, published in 2014. I learned about ReVerse at Kat’s blog.

This was also for Thursday Inspiration 7.