Unsaid To Her Poem by Ocean MisT

Unsaid To Her



I hold your warm hands in the middle of freezing ocean mist
while the cold breeze whispers to our ears
how lucky I am when I am in my dreams
but when ever I wake up I found myself drowning in my own tears….

Sunday, September 14, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: dreams,ocean,tears
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