i've been dreaming
of glitter and stardust
littering the sidewalk like bliss
of empty city streets
with music drifting off of empty buildings
of sunshine
warming my skin with a warm caress
of birds singing
every little song their hearts desire
of green grass
tickling my feet
while being the matress for giggly gatherings
of leafy trees
sheltering us from harm
i dream of the past
when things seemed easier
and everything was taken for granted
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Poetry Book 2
Poesiajust a bunch of poetry, started january of 2020. we'll see how far it takes us. I basically just post random ass poems I create, not in any promised order. it just happens. this is book two - I stopped book one after one hundred poems. I think I'll...
