When you float above the aqua blue,
Do you not feel the ripples against your skin?
The cold yet warm rush moves you along,
Hear the crash slashing the air in a melodic song.
Fills the body through the eyes,
Sprinkles of the body cling to yours,
Light sparkles off your body in the sun,
Rinse in the nature to free it back home.
Streams are left behind,
Streams from brow to toe,
Heel to heel grains stick but drift,
Wet and vivid the prints are left.
Look back and feel the crash you once laid upon.
Look to the sun a sense the relaxation that once took place.
- Tyler James
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PoetryThis is a direct journey into my mind through poems, most inspired by pain others created through pure thought and draft. I hope to push forth and express the emotions brought into each poem.. or to leave a sense of ecstacy. Enjoy!
