The Journey Poem by Carla Nestoros

The Journey

Rating: 5.0


Midnight air hits me
Tears turn to ice
Shatter on the ground
I walk glistening pavements
Considering the steps
Before mine were taken
I sympathise
With the abandoned streets
No life to revive them
Then i meet your eyes
Your touch
For those minutes
I'm alive

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
James B. Earley 15 August 2008

A vivid portrait you paint! Excellent.

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