I woke up at around 5 am which is unusual for me, and wrote this poem, exited by the magic that the fresh morning air and sunrise seemed to bring.
I wake
Ready to begin
As we do always
Yet this changes each time
The sun rises from the heart of the earth
Lights my body aflame
As I walk on the surface of the water
Damp white surrounds
Droplets mask my face
Slipping to the world down under
Where it all began
We both know what we see
Undeniable, undefiable is
This power that rushes through my veins
Breaking the surface
We are finished,
For now
It's our little secret
But come tomorrow,
Let me return to magic again
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100 Peices of Me
PoésieThis is a collection of poems that I've been writing since I was ten years old. They encompass many things that I go through in life, and many of my thoughts. I hope you enjoy it. Edit: It gets better as it goes, the first section of the book is fro...
