Not the wind for your sail Nor the air to puff up your chest- Not paying attention to the world Nor realizing a world exist outsite of you Planet- You've never taken a breath Your picture's in the dictionary On the same page with longing and longitude- Oblivious that you're that interesting I check my laundry Drink from a parchment, not from talking And pick the receiver up With all the same ramblings Not skipping a beat eventhough There was no ear on the other end.Birth sign: Gemini
You need to log in to edit this poem if it is yours.
View more poems by Nicole M..