Tuesday Morning
On days like this
When the fluffy clouds are moving
in the quiet blue sky with the loudest presence,
everything feels okay.
everything falls into place.
my emotions come to life.
my body feels like dancing.
my soul is on fire.
I feel brace enough to touch you.
he groud is sturdy enough to jump on.
the air is clean enough to breathe.
I can open my mouth and taste feeling.
I can open my eyes and see hope.
On days like this.
I could press my hands over a ledge.
I could kiss the air and imagine it was you and I woud sit on the cold, wet grass and stare out to nowhere and see you everywhere.
On days like this
Being with you is a wish that could come true.
But only
on a day like this.
Author notes
No, I did not write this poem, I found it in a magazine.. and I thought it was cute, so deal!
Written January 30th, 2005
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damn...i thought you wrote it and i got all excited.. *sighs*...oh well
-Sarah
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