Foams by the beach wash my feet as I watch the sea in glee.
I may not have been very happy nor very sad, but the gales
Have washed my pains away. I watch as you tread beside me.
You sit down and keep silent. I don't know what brought you here.
I decide to call it fate. You touch my cheek; I smile. I look at
The stars above. It's like they're smiling down at me. I grow restless,
You're gazing at me with that light in your eyes. I peek at you
And blush as your ethereal form walks over to the rough
Membrane of the sea. I follow you, as was meant to be.
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𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐚: 𝐀 𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧│✔
Poetry❝In the death of me, I found solace. ❞ What readers say: "Starkly honest, seeing the naked soul of your own, relishing the sorrows of being alive." "A mystic poet is born!" "Keep it up. Keep being alive. Keep writing." Poetry of the past of me. Lyr...
