Tropical comfort rising
sparks life along our shore
waves ebbing away a storm
dwelling within the mist
another day of glory
washed-up on the beach
I took the cork out
and read, how his heart
cried, sang then bled
lost on a tiny island
I must reach love afar
just a few hours
sunshine will be setting
not the top of the day
I must find me love
O' so close but
still faraway.
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Comments
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I like this poem =) It has good imagery and it's well written. Has a nice flow, too.
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