The waves roll
Across my feet.
Grains of sand
Squish between
My toes.Soft breezes
Sweep through
My hair.Your fingers
Rest intertwined
With mine.This is what
Safe feels like.

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Chasing Dreams [Wattys 2015]
PoetryA girl, torn between reality and waking life, dreams and nightmares, destiny and fate, fighting for answers. Told in a series of poems. Written by me, PianoSpaz
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The waves roll
Across my feet.
Grains of sand
Squish between
My toes.Soft breezes
Sweep through
My hair.Your fingers
Rest intertwined
With mine.This is what
Safe feels like.