I feel the wind against my cheeks
Piercing my delicate skin
The cold winds messing up my hair
Seeing the sunset behind the mountain peak
The clouds flowing past my face
There soft airy winds comforting my troubled mind
And carrying my while I fly
I hear the birds
So free
I hear the wind
As the bitter air brushes my knee
I feel free so free
So watch me fly
YOU ARE READING
🌌🌸My poetry🌸🌌
Poesiafor those people who just need to read some shit. I hope you like. TW
