driftsecrets

poems 1 Minute

©2022 Michael Raven

i want to be lost
drifting
a mote on the
breeze
numb as i am
w/my cotton-
filled head
&found
by secret you

you don't know
how i wonderwhere
you wander i
know it is impossible
anyway
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