His EyesA Poem by Melissa Kester
The depths of an ocean from another world
Rampaging with the gale of a hurricane Blue flames made from ice That cannot be doused by rain On the edge of an Everest cliff Facing the purest and clearest snow Floating in the vast emptiness Gazing down at the world below Worlds apart in galaxies unknown There is a piece of me kept in wait And in this silence I will find you For this right here, is my eternal fate © 2018 Melissa Kester |
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