Westward Poem by Thomas Case
Westward
Rating: ★4.3
I can taste the
lavender sky
smell the pink,
squeeze the orange out,
and drink it like a
screwdriver.
My angel with
jaded wings,
my heart sings when
I hold her.
I can touch the
burnt umber of her
hair.
And I'm in
Wonderland, because she's
my Alice, and I want
to bring her
safely home.
Saturday, March 28, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: desire,love and life
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4/24/2024 5:55:42 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A visual poem. I enjoyed it. Thank you for sharing.