When the Water Runs Out

May 16, 2014

her body is an ocean

my body is a puddle

come here come play with me

splahsplashlaughsplash

and then that’s all there is

she goes on forever

never leave her

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk GudaMay 12, 2016

<p>Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart.  </p>