Sliding through salty waters,
Spray hitting my face
Each time I dip the paddle
Into the murky creek.
it’s so serene,
No people,
No yelling,
No sirens,
Just me and the geese,
And the wind.
Even though I’m thinking
About my next move,
You’re still there,
Lying, beautiful,
In the back of my mind.
Jun 4, 2020
Jun 4, 2020 at 5:16 PM UTC
Sliding through salty waters,
Spray hitting my face
Each time I dip the paddle
Into the murky creek.
it’s so serene,
No people,
No yelling,
No sirens,
Just me and the geese,
And the wind.
Even though I’m thinking
About my next move,
You’re still there,
Lying, beautiful,
In the back of my mind.
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