You whisper for me to hush
So I listen
Your soft touch tickles my toes
So my feet sink
Your gentle fanning of my skin
So I smell the salts
The birds caw
The crabs crawl
The adults relax
The kids play
But mothers call
Its time to go home
The Sun has set
Past his golden dome
But I wait a while
Until the everyone's gone home
I look around
We stand, I am alone
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Midnight Writings
PuisiThis is a collection of poems that I've written over a period of time. They range from a few personal pieces to pieces about simple things or day to day reality. Most of my pieces are just words that cross my mind that fall into a poem without me e...
