Poems from Destcop
There's these particular moments
That make me very aware of my heart's physically presence.
Like those kisses.
The ones that hover...
Her eyes spoke continually,
But he refused to listen.
Looking anywhere
Anywhere but those eyes
Those eyes that spoke a thousand languages...
People as numerous as the sand
Their clamor muted
Only when the sun melts into the water
Only when the wave crash somehow louder
than...
Here I am, sitting at this lunch table
Looking around, everything seems in its perfect place.
Yet, when I look deeper I know it’s not that...
I’m different now.
I find myself searching for the peace I used to have
The peace that was given to me
The peace that surpassed...