You will always be…
My afternoon walks
under a thousand
cherry trees.
The fresh air…
that I breathe.
The trip I always wanted to take.
My constant magical mental escape.
The sunray that touches my skin.
The melody that heals me…
from within.
The winking star
in my blake
velvety skies.
The love found
between the lines
of a poetry…
that leaves me high.
The spectacular views I see.
My brimming inner paradise,
when the outer world
seem crashing at me.
My azure crisp sky.
I can’t seem
to get you off…
my mind.
Inspired.
May you find yourself between the lines.
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Spoken Poetry, is on my bio link.
