it's cold outsideand waves are hitting the rocks
i'm watching you, like a ghost from the rooftop
the water is dancing and you with her,
giving the show called the swan lake
you belong there, but i feel like a stranger here
can you introduce me to Miss the Sea
i want to know the water what's running through your veins
i wanna taste the blood and dive in your swan lake
~~~HAGISYA~~~
YOU ARE READING
SOUL TRIP TO NOWHERE
Poetrymy little soul trips to poetry i hope you will find some healing after reading this