its so early in the day,
the sun is shining bright
i watch the clouds pass over us
as i hold on tight
the weather's warm and so are we,
the heat is only churning
since the time had been so long
and for eachother, we were yearning
and to the rhythm of the sound
of the birds who softly call,
nothing feels better than
an oasis and waterfall
in and out goes the sun
in between each cloud
doing just as we are,
but we may be loud
in the ground, the grass is green,
just like others may be
that we have eachother, but
too bad, they can't see
here in our paradise
where our minds are free from all,
nothing is more beautiful than
an oasis and waterfall
from the blueness of the sky
to the sand on the ground,
the water rippling with waves
and thier soothing sound,
silhouetted birds, high flying
on the ground, we are lying
trees blowing
in the breeze
us on
our hands and knees
a love far greater than the number of
each and every grain of sand,
its just us two, me and you,
together, hand in hand
and to the rhythm of the sound
of the birds who softly call,
nothing feels better than
an oasis and waterfall
YOU ARE READING
Speaking Without a Mouth (Poetry Collection)
Poetrythis is a collection of poems reaching all the way back to August 2007, slowly but surely i'm adding them all in. NOTE: they are in reverse chronological order. also, not yet completely edited.
