The Beach
We walked along the beach, talking
Our breath smelled like coconut palms,
Our palms grew trees,
We got lost in the forest of our hands,
Hoping not to get so heated up
That we expose ourselves in a
Blazing forest fire of love.
Copyright © Juli Freda | Year Posted 2020
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment