With a tracing of my dreams
I’ll draw for you
In the shapes of streams
And the sounds of seas
A lucid doodle
The colour of waterdrops
To show you where my world stops
And my bones begin
I’ll take you to the place
Where my poems sing
A lucid doodle
Published inPoetry
You know that feeling where you get butterflies followed by a chill and goosebumps. Well… reading this poem made me feel like that..it’s short but expresses so much…it’s all that’s needed and even more.
I like the new layout here, Ilva.
I might have a new poetry blog to show you…