My hearts in my gut
My tears already fall in that tropical fashion
My body already heaves with my breath like a speedy version of listening to the tides pull back and pull in -pushing my head under the ocean and forcing me to taste the entire body of it’s salty tears
Posted on Dec 11, 2020, in poetry and tagged Creative works, emotional well being, freestyle, image prompt, Life, poems, poetry, Stream of consciousness, word prompt. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.