Lately I don't want to think about you anymore. I just want to take a vacation trip to a far faraway island, when the welkin is blue and Everything down is true.
I want to sit on sandy beaches and let the waters that escape the shoreline splash free on my feet, free as can be.
I want to sit there reading books from favorite authors with one of those little umbrellas afloat my smoothie. I'll build this world here on these shores, watching the waves come and go in greeting
I want to sit here thinking and feeling these random moments in this place I cannot name; like Crusoe alone on this island_my island, I'll make up hypothesis for fun, disregard Einstein's thought about light's speed, paint away in unfinished ways and live this moment in ways we could've lived, alone.
And when the night do come, in streaks of ebony across the sky, I'll sigh this wasteful sigh from an aching tongue and whisper for these words to find you
"Lately... I don't need you"
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Forgotten Letters
PoetryI think poetry is one of the greatest outlets for bottled up emotions and words best left unsaid. So, this book is just another one of my outlets and I hope while you may find yourself relating or not, you may still be able to enjoy this poetry as i...
