Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Poetic T Jul 2017
Swallowing every drop,
                     licks her lips.


Like a bee guzzling nectar....
Standing far out at sea
A wave of sadness crashes over me
Isolated, worried, very uncertain
My fate lays behind an unknown curtain.
Wondering how my life will end
Will I ever be home again?

— The End —