Experience.

Experience.

A Poem by But,itis,theend

What exactly have I experienced.
Immersed in what.
Close my eyes to hear.
Close my eyes to touch.
Close my eyes to feel
Hands brush leaves
Still young.
Fresh earth that holds history.
Snow flecked gusts
Embrace my face.
Struck tones near perfection
Center in my dark.
All resound, own
Within.
I am lost in each as though
My soul requires it.
An empire to see alone.
 



© 2017 But,itis,theend


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Added on January 8, 2017
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But,itis,theend
But,itis,theend

Hyannis, MA



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Good place to let it fly. I wish only to let it go. more..

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