New flames come and gone
Old flames come and gone
The need for love is false
Tides wash away the stillness of my soul
Clutching my heart as I am swept back to reality
My eyes stinging from the tightness of the wind
Tides wash away the stillness of my soul
My feet gripping the sand burning my soles like tiny needles
Loud shrieks from the sky dwellers gracefully embracing the hugs from the sun
Tides wash away the stillness of my soul
I take one step then another one foot in front of the other
Rocks brushing against me as a warning but I walk faster
Water at my waist wind in my hair arms outstretched
Tides wash away the stillness of my soul...
- Author: KomfortKorner ( Offline)
- Published: November 23rd, 2021 09:10
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
A nice read. Love the imagery.
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