If you are the wind I want to feel your smooth tendrils glide against my skin
Whispering, singing
If you are the oceans and rivers
I want to feel your waves wash over me
Clearing the wounds of my past
If you are the flowers and trees
I want to feel your rough bark and admire your aroma
If you are the sun, blazing hot
I want to feel your warm rays bake my skin
If you are the world then I am home within you
You are my world and I am safe and sound
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When the sun rises [poetry]
PoetrySuch dread when the sun rises Lunar awards 2023 2nd place winner Best Rankings: #1 in Rhyme #2 in Prose #3 in Poetry #13 in Poetrycollection