There is a storm on the horizon
And it is breaking,
But with every step into the cool
Of the ocean and
Your love blossoming deep
In the pits of my being,
I find myself finding my feet
On the Sands of Time
And walking calmly forwards
With a smile-I now know that there is nothing
But eternity
And you waiting for me at
The very End
To look forwards to.
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Black Coffee
Poesía"Normality is an illusion. What is normal for the spider is chaos for the fly"- Anon. In life we tenderly bloom, slowly shrivel and then die like flowers. This small collection of poetry reveals human emotion from a number of different perspectives...
