Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2015
Sometimes, I take a deep breath,
And my chest crashes like waves
Onto the shore where you bathe,
Your skin speckled with sand like glitter
Or dust on a priceless antique which nobody dares to clean
Josh
Written by
Josh  21/United Kingdom
(21/United Kingdom)   
386
       ---, susan, ---, ---, katie and 7 others
Please log in to view and add comments on poems