RIP

Poetry

I feel a presence

If I go too fast I lose it

I rest

I eat a little

And dream of who

I am in sky worlds

The presence floods me

My large wings open

I could dream forever

Soar, drift, watch

I have many bodies

In many worlds

I rest in pieces

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Sandy shoes

I write to learn about my thoughts. Picking and placing words carefully is pretty fun! and I’m attempting a poem a day or sometimes more if I feel it. I like reading poems too so let’s be poetic friends :) and burn the light for lines