I'm a goner.
I've fallen
Among the trees
And the twinkling lights,
Along the ripples in the water
And along the chord patterns
Of my favorite, quiet song
On a loud and chaotic night,
Among your laugh
And among the almost silent
Chirping of crickets
Nestled away in the black of night.
I've fallen for the feeling
Of complete euphoria
And uninterrupted
Conversations, thoughts, and songs.
YOU ARE READING
CCCLXV - Poetry (Part 2)
PoetryPart 2 of my 365--this year: 366--challenge. A poem a day for a year.
