Poem 51 | Teen Ink

Poem 51

October 1, 2015
By Bri_Christine PLATINUM, DuBois, Pennsylvania
Bri_Christine PLATINUM, DuBois, Pennsylvania
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The shimmering green 

of these leaves in the breeze

Sparkles

like some lost

lover's eyes

and makes me yearn for one

whom I do not know

to take me where

the wind blows

and lays itself to rest

in the cool breath

of a snow covered plain

 

There we shall spend

the rest of our days

on white-capped 

oceans of ice

and we'll live off each other's breath

Using the other for

Every word uttered 

Every motion made

Every moment more



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