My poor little soul,
pushed into the swirling coldness,
tumbled around until...
BAM!
You hit the sand,
hot grains melting you away,
back to the coldness you once fled.
Now find warmth in its caress.
YOU ARE READING
My Poems!
PoetryThis is a collection of poems that I will be continually adding to. Most of them will be poems that I had to write for school but some of them will free poems!