Like the rushing wind
She whirled and swirled
Blowing into my apartment
Like dandelions in a summer sky
Frolicking and splashing like waves
In the deep blue ocean beyond
Like the bees' soft buzz in the ear
The sweet scent of lilies wafted in
Swishing away and spiralling
The gurgle of frothing water
Dancing to the beats
Of my heart
Till dawn
Evermore
~azmina
YOU ARE READING
Of Floating Buoys and Broken Bells
Poetry"Poetry flowed like little rivulets From the ocean that was her soul." ~azmina Our souls dance to the rhythm of poetry. A small collection of my poems that will, hopefully, provide the beats to your dance.
