Poetry Flowing By ddateable On November 29, 2018 In the car, under the sheets, conversations with your eyes Words find me. Lines puncturing my thoughts. A leak in the dam that can’t be patched. A poem trickles into my mind. The water nourishes my soul showering my petals. -Nov 2018 Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Google+ (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related art poem Poetry writing Share:
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Wonderful words!