Wandering Thoughts Of Ponders Poem by Deana Smith

Breathless wonder,
Death is a precious ponder,
Dishonesty I can live in no longer,
Precious thoughts of wonder,
Happiness is a face I long for,
In thoughtless wonder,
Death is precious walk I long for,
See reckless thoughts of my wander,
I think of the monster,
Oh senseless thoughts of my ponders,
It makes me helpless with,
Desperate obsessive longing for,
That certain door,
That would take me to deaths shores,
Care to explore my thoughts anymore,
Because breathless precious wonder,
Death is a freshness I ponder!