See the Day
See the world
The moon reflects in the black waters of the ocean
Birds here and now are hardly spoken
The wind fails to move the slightest notion
A city full of different people and colourful emotion
The cars hum as they pass by going from child to dust broken
I am here with you and we embrace life as we make love devotion
Standing watching as the mountains erode to make new outlines to a new day potion.
Copyright © Peter Kiggin | Year Posted 2014
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