It Tickles me
It Tickles Me
By, Fawn P.
September 6th, 2026
Stars dance,
They touch and hold,
They feel, and grab,
They watch the koi fish swim,
The moon is my anchor,
As i swim in the deep,
It’s lights my only guide,
warm yet empty,
It’s grip strong yet, gentle,
Guiding my tail it propels me,
I turn to the wind,
I lean to the smell,
Dust and wax,
Tickle my nose and tongue,
When the songs are soft,
and the world is dimmed,
I lean to the world,
To guide my movements,
Copyright © fawn Peters | Year Posted 2026
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