You were the water
In my lonely desert.
I couldn't help but follow you
And I couldn't help but give myself
Over to you.
Like sand through my fingers,
Time slipped by.
Walking along the beach,
It wasn't even late,
But seconds slipped into hours
And slowly we became closer.
A white moon
Rising into the sky
Revealed
How a lone man
In a desert
Uses his water
–Grey
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Tales of a Drowning Soul
PoetryThese are poems that will be happy, sad, odd, and many other things. They might be long or they might be short. And most likely they will be free verse. Also, most of them are about feelings, thoughts, things I'm going through, etc. (Some mature...
