The sea:
an endless sigh.
The wind:
a soundless scream.
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The air rushes
through it all
like blood.
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My hair
is the wind
My blood;
the sea.
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Black birds
and cotton candy
mixed by wind;
a treat for eyes
that wonder.
- Monday
STAI LEGGENDO
The Little Things
PoesiaPoems I've written about the little things and little moments that make me smile.
