Calling Calling Poem by Tango
Calling Calling
I'm just off to bed,
with thoughts of you,
in my head.
Listen to the music play,
succumb to its rythm
lose all the tensions of the day.
Walk on the beach,
listen to the birds call,
as the waves wash our troubles,
and clean them all.
Stretch out your arms,
and reach for me,
can you hear me calling,
calling your name.
Tango.
i think it is brilliant simplicity that i adore. thank u for this poem, i enjoyed reading it
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4/26/2024 5:14:27 AM # 1.0.0.1119
the thought is completely thrilled my imagination...that there is peace in every individual who knows how to value the life and the nature...this is simple but so smart dear...