Challenge
Take one of your old stories or poems and use the last line and make it the beginning line of a new write.
Any genre, any subject.
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Steam
Damp fingers on raw mirrors
dewy body meeting needs
sodden edges of lust
drops of drained abundance
contortionists in washed sky
puddle of flipped throwbacks
tides of ecstasy overflowing
wants watered by nectar
showers of soaked release
drenched by your touch
drained by the moisture
of my soggy limbs
struggling for dripping air
saturated embers, wicks
searching for last breath
vapors of my soul.