Alexzia Ferdinand


Meanwhile, We Drift - Poem by Alexzia Ferdinand

we've learned to talk less
with our mouths and more
with our lips, saying volumes more
when yours are
pressed into mine
we're floating here on a
blanket-ship with only grass to
wave adieu, farewell, never come back
nothing but a dent in this wide open field
meanwhile the summer
speeds by our ocean of sun

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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 15, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 12, 2011


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