You're the Creek in between my veins
You're the mystique that bares my chains
You're the breach within my brain
You're the storm before the rain
And yet
Glorious you remain
You effortlessly flux through the rivers
Of my tears
And with regal grace
You disappear into the night
Without a trace
The only thing that made a peep
Was the splash you made
When you hit the sea
YOU ARE READING
G E M I N I
Poetry"I write only because there is a voice within me that will not be still." - Sylvia Plath ( All Rights Reserved) NO COPYRIGHT in any way shape or form. Must have written consent from me. Only quote if you give credit ❤️ Some featured photos aren't...
