she roared down creating a virtuous smile
I dived into the crimson sea
her ocean breathe breaks upon my body
my watch lossens around my wrist
sinking to the bottom of the ocean
my loss a sacrifice
our boat seemed a distance away
we laughed
remember screaming "we're drowning!"
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summer and her freedom
Poetry"summer and her freedom" refers to some short poems that have been written over the span of a few years, through the good and bad nights, I could always confine in the screen staring back at me. I realised whilst writing I had always connected with...
