dreams of stone and fire.
Soft like skin,
leather baked by sand,
Soft like curves,
hills of thorn and liar.
Soft like rain,
storm winds upon land.
Soft like feathers,
bubbles popped forever.
Soft like love,
grips tight and hammers.
Soft like life,
is the hottest fever.
Soft like people,
these are just glamours.
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I've begun looking into submitting some photographs to contests and came across www.viewbug.com which has a photo contest closing soon called "Soft." It ask for "sharing your best photos of soft and tender objects." It got be to thinking, what are the things that I consider soft and are they really soft? As I was making my list I ended up writing this poem.
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