just this once
i wish i could
touch you
be you
a wave of indescribable emotion
a strain of fluid movements
impossible to see
it crawls in my ears
and sings to my brain
slowly shuts down
everything else
and this one time
i wish we could be
sound together
what you do
for someone
not like you
it's all natural
from your roots
to the tips
you are
my music
YOU ARE READING
What's Wrong
Poetrysome of these might not make sense but trust me neither does my mind
