the tinkling song as earth and sky meet
teasing specks against my lips
ripples under my feet
drip drop on my fingertips
and i'm not sure blue is the right color
because everything is so green
and the river's a bit fuller
and because everything isn't what it seems
YOU ARE READING
Epiphany
Poetry"Are you calling me a sinner?" Please don't use poems without permission. Ranked #174 in Poetry 061218 Images not marked do not belong to author.
