A Morning, A SoundA Poem by Anthony M. Barajas
There was a morning
When your eyes shined as bright as the sun glaring Down from the sky Theres a sound Etched in my heart That moves like a snake, And intertwines Around my soul There ares words spoken In gentle waves Leaving just a mark Engraved within The boundaries Of our own tongues There was a night When I can feel you Breathing And I can count The times I wanted nothing More Than you © 2013 Anthony M. Barajas |
StatsAuthorAnthony M. BarajasANAHEIM, CAAboutI have been writing since I was ten years old but never really wrote poetry until Junior High School. I had a crush on this girl there that essentially became my one and only muse. We had become frien.. more..Writing
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