Blue on brown,
our eyes stared down.
Fingers intertwined,
we lost our minds.
Breathing together,
We walked around.
Who knew what held,
For the days to come.
So talking into air,
we made our plans.
Only for them to shatter,
when reality set in
e v e n t u a l l y.
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Omnipresence | #Wattys2016
PoetryLet me tell you one of the characteristics of poems, They are everywhere. ♧ This is a collection of poems from my heart to yours.
