The Sea and you are Sisters,
your eyes Green as she.
Her waves skip like your kisses.
Soft, rhythmic, with gentleness,
soothing my tempest.
You are daughters of the Moon.
© Pagan Paul (2016/2017)
Not one of my own, but from www.iwrotethisforyou.me
I know how you felt when I touched you, because I know how I felt when you touched me. So you cannot tell me that you do not think of it often, or wonder why no one will ever be able to touch you like that, again.
From www.iwrotethisforyou.me, a wonderful poetry blog.
I knew a girl as free as the sky
Her smile never reaching her eyes
Both her words and her heart
Were always worlds apart
Copyright under Bianca Reyes
All rights reserved
Blah blah blah enjoy