#oldwords
Return with me
come back in time
to an older memory
Reading words
un-refined
that everyone can see
Your first
but not your last
it may be raw or bad
Perusing older prose
hurt feelings
love, happy, sad, or mad
Wondering the past
why a word got turned
choices made so carefully
Poetry, so learned
May 12, 2017
May 12, 2017 at 7:48 AM UTC
Zephyrs stirred the warm salty air around my softly sleeping soul.
Orange danced with pinks and reds, the sky ablaze as the sun lays down to rest.
Optograms of you whirl around my head, my feeble raft floats, fearlessly falling.
Macrobian is this? Though guarded, I wistfully wonder,
as mabsoot I am.
Ocean arms envelop me in a coolness so bittersweet, I live and die a thousand deaths swimming in thoughts of you.
Underneath a velvet black sky, I sink, infinite celestial bodies gather to say goodbye.
Time may leave my immortal body behind,
so I will love you enough to last eternity while were here!
Feb 22, 2017
Feb 22, 2017 at 5:28 PM UTC