to tell you how I feel
water rushes down my back
like Noah said
so why is my mouth dry?
Sahara.
Hot.
Swamp Lotus
poetry
Creative Writing, Experimental Poetry, Love Poem, poem, poems, Poems for the soul, poetry, Relationships, Ten Second Poetry
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