March 23, 2012

Ocean

By marcofreschi

I Open my Eyes. The Sky is gray. Rain is wet against me. Wind Howls down empty streets. Hurricane.

I Open my Eyes. I see the World. Hear the distant Roar of the Ocean. Feel the rain. Smell the Sea. Taste Fear.

I Open my Eyes. Step into Liquid, cold. Cold. Cold like ice. Feel the Rain and Feel the Life racing through me.

I Open my Eyes. I See the World.

About marcofreschi

I live in the Ocean and write poetry View all posts by marcofreschi

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