i lay down
on a field of tulips, staring up at the clear blue sky
the gust of wind caught my hair in a small whirlpool
the smell of grass sets a comforting lull in my head
my mouth humming a new tune I never heard before
i lay down on my bed, with a head full of imagination
the reality already a humdrum at the back of my mind.
– seeking nature
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s k i n d e e p
Poetry- for anyone out there who thinks too much and feels too much all beneath skin deep -
