When the sea watches my frail body
of porcelain ice
when I see no surrender from
The vicious blades of sapphire
crowds like crows picking the streets
Screen.
When the wind shows no surrender from the ambience of his cows that lie dead on the watercress.
When can I have it? When can you? We follow a dream of tall grass.
It’ll be alright, the time will come when I reach for your ancientness and we will become Patriots of another world-
Cameras
Campras
We’re upcoming and our dreams become one with the smells and tastes of herbal tea,
Your China cup that pours words of empathy
flash
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I really like the way you describe things in your poems. It is very creative.