Pause
Crystal
Elisa Andrews
If
time could stand still,
Shall I pick the moment?
I
could put it
In
a jar somewhere,
Hidden
away for days like this.
The
feeling of your fingers in mine,
The
warmth of your skin,
The
tingle of my body when you held me,
The
salty taste of your skin when I kissed you.
The
pounding of my heart,
The
surge of warmth that rushed over my lips.
If
time could stand still,
That
would be my moment.
The
clock was blinking
Bold
numbers flashing red
I
couldn’t read the time they said
Sheets
were twisted at the foot of the bed
Tied
in knots around my heart and your head.
***
Crystal
Elisa Andrews is an aspiring writer and poet. Born in Alabama,
she spent much of her childhood in Mississippi. She originally
began writing poetry as an outlet and often bases her writing
on personal experiences and places she’s been. She currently
resides in Houston, Texas, with her husband; dog, Dixie; cat,
Pixie; and fish, Pip.
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Crystal Elisa Andrews