A blustery day beneath my feet I glide, glide effortlessly into night where the shadows welcome me into their lukewarm fleshy arms. Signals of sailboating tomorrows comfort my question marked eyes. Although the fortress of red blue oceans laps at my feet some travelling oak tree finally chooses to take it's siesta beside me. And after breathing in the dusty mist of constellations, I taste a little touch of the rosey wind and glide on, glide on, glide on.
Reason for writing:
This is my first submission here or anywhere since high school. Just looking for some peer feedback.
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