In the afternoon and it's getting late
birds hum in misty air
Silence cries
Aloud, off to fearless dark.
Sky is ready to talk
To me
Or you
Near the sea
On the verge of cold
And soothing freshness at night.
Off to face the light
Tomorrow,
When morning isn't long
from now.
YOU ARE READING
Into the Deep
PoesíaInspired by stories of women and love I love scenes that are tangled And wrapped in cryptic form of uncertainty. And to which, by the sea, with my pen Under the setting sun I caught myself helpless to the deep of its light. Use of these pieces (or...
