Like Smoke Poem by angelica dela cruz

Like Smoke



I wrap my arms
around it, or try,
though it slips,
too quick
like smoke.

Moments pass
in quiet comtemplation.
I look and see
seconds turn and fly
like smoke.

I cry out,
feelings bared for all to see;
lonely and unashamed,
but for memories, fleeting,
like smoke.

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angelica dela cruz

angelica dela cruz

manila, philippines
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