I feel like a speck of dust,
On an old wooden chest of drawers.
I hold the key to treasures untold.
I'm the antique box,
Lying in your contemporary bathroom.
YOU ARE READING
Deliriously Yours
PoetryThis is a collection of poems that are concise and honest in their approach. They don't preach, they simply are. Within he poems there is a thread of naivety that tugs at you, whilst at the same time there is a sense of worldliness and depth that ba...
DUST
I feel like a speck of dust,
On an old wooden chest of drawers.
I hold the key to treasures untold.
I'm the antique box,
Lying in your contemporary bathroom.
