Stillness Poem by Justina Blue

Stillness



Like a whisper in the wind
I can almost feel you touch my skin
An invisible touch of the one I want so much
When the wind dies down all im left with
Is a frown, standing still, hopeing to feel
The invisible touch of the one I want so much

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Justina Blue

Justina Blue

St. Pete Florida
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