Just To Be With You Poem by Fernando P.A.S.E torres

As the wind brushes the grass

and pushes the sand,

it foreword a moment of grace as you blew your kiss.

It traveled west threw the dessert

and past the ocean then to lay rested on a mountain.

Later then replenishing its beauty,

then rushing to my cheek.

as i wrote this poem and kept its sheet.

I resided it into a bottle

with hope that it gets to you.

Threw the ocean and seas threw the mountain and lakes

past the sewer and pipes

and pout threw you sink.

All of witch can be avoided because your in the next room...