White puffs of condensed air
What secrets do you keep?
Try as I might, and I do
I never get an answer
For you never stop moving
A true locomotive
Traveling through the skies
Taking your secrets with you
Poems of an anchor
By Pinkpuppies76
I'm a poet, and yes, I know it I am very fond of poetry and writing. I'm the kind of person who never verbali... More