Big open waters
Warm tickling sand
The wind flows
The love fills
The birds fly
It's all still
You touch me
And Suddenly,
I feel less
War torn
I'm not sure
What peace is
supposed to
Feel like
But I think
It may feel
A lot
Like
You
YOU ARE READING
P O E T R Y
Poetrypo·et·ry ˈpōətrē/ noun literary work in which special intensity is given to the expression of feelings and ideas by the use of distinctive style and rhythm; poems collectively or as a genre of literature. Random Poetry written by me with outfits cho...
