"tresures" poems
It comes to me frequently
This haunting sense of unity
That it's all me
Pretending to be
So we can see
The tresures that be
Between you and me
When we realise
That you're really me.
Jul 24, 2018
Jul 24, 2018 at 6:21 AM UTC
Under the water
below the sea
the whales are calling
They're calling to me
Divers discover the waters
bright glee
the fish are swimming for all to see
The sea holds tresures and souls
Secrets are waiting
in the under sea holes
What's waiting for me
in the depths of the sea
Is the answer I'm longing
It's the key to the sea.
Jun 19, 2020
Jun 19, 2020 at 1:12 PM UTC