Lazy waters, they flow
easily
at their own
pace, no haste
and I gaze wistfully,
fingers towering
over the gentle glow
of my phone screen,
tentative yet anticipating-
waiting for something
to happen (Does it come?
Will it?).
Lazy waters, they flow-
oh can I flow too?
YOU ARE READING
From the bottom of my heart
Poetrymy homemade poetry #94 in poetry on 17 Dec 2015, 10am #33 in poetry on 31 Dec 2015, 12.36pm #12 in poetry on 17 Jan 2016, 11.58pm All rights reserved © Cover designed by @dcrktimes
