In chill October
as the world becomes water
our own rivers yearn
to become the gentle rain
our eyes flow with, our skin tastes.
love this! i’ve started my own blog of poetry (well i have an old one but i forgot the login so i made a new one). if you want you can check it out. I’m not getting any views for some reason. http://www.livingwrite.org
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