I feel that surge rush
through me again,
like an ocean wave pushing in,
then pulling me out to sea.
A strong energy, strangely
Enticing. It holds me,
like a storm cloud bound
inland, across my island mind.
I hear it. Urging.
I feel it purging any hurt
from within,
leaving only hope
in the skin left tingling.
The sound rumbles
inside.
I feel...
Alive.
Into currents
I want to dive.
Down deep
into the sweet embrace
of those rippling waters,
mingling in between the waves.
Feeling the gentle rocking
of your fluid emotion
flowing over my skin.
I want to share with you
mountain views,
I want butterflies
to nest inside of you,
So, you will always feel the flutter
that says I'm thinking of you.
I want to taste the atmosphere,
electricity zipping everywhere,
when we dance through the air
in our own magical display of gratitude,
to this universe that put us here.
I feel the pull of the tide,
the swell of the waters riding high.
I look to the moon,
as she sits beaming with pride.
I wish you could see it too,
through my minds distorted view.
That glow on her face. That glorious smile.
I'd show you so much,
the miles and miles
of magical scenery.
The forests and rivers,
the countryside greenery.
The hills and the valleys,
the seas and the sands,
all scrawled out
in an acrylic stream,
like a dream we would hold
forever within our hands.
Thanks for reading
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You can find my New books
"Tales from the 44A" and "Stations
here
https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0DBKXPN13/
and here
continue to do this.
Peace, Love & Poetry
Kyle
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