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Nov 2017
near the edge of the water
i sit on the warm sand,
watching the waves roll
closer to me, then away
i want to inch closer but
i can't help but simply hope
the waves will splash over my feet

as the comforting scent of the ocean
gently washes over me,
i daydream of
the schools of fish living there,
the vibrant coral reefs decorating the scenery,
the warmth of the rippling water,
and i
smile without thinking

i hide my face
how embarrassing

in another daydream of mine
i gather the courage finally
to feel the water for myself

i dip my toe tentatively
before diving in entirely
only 5 poems left before i complete my little nanowrimo project to write one poem every day.
is this a good time to mention-- i plan to put my november poetry into a... book? i guess that's the best word for it! details tbd.

this is a little poem about
how i uh, fall in love?
is this too honest, even for a poet?
Angie S
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Angie S  24/F
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