On My Mind
And there it was,
somewhere along wreath of winds
I was brought to the lightest of ease.
Here, under the pour of this waterfall,
I wish to lay on glossy tracks
Tending fingers among the pebbles,
I marvel.This landscape of my mind.
Of this I wish to bring to you,
Or you to it.
Whomever it is that you might be.
A place, however far away-
The liquid trail lies clear, soothingly
Ahead of me.
Limits Contest, Chase Trevi
Copyright © Lyva Marty | Year Posted 2015
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