Liquid Diamonds
written by: huntersjames
@huntersjames
Escaping. Traffic,
The city, and of course me,
Sweet peaceful quiet.
In this dry silence,
God roared his liquid whispers,
Loving quietly.
Woke him from his nap,
Light sleeper of his desert,
His name, coyote.
Shimmering my eyes,
What is this light, a mirage?
Leaves me shivering.
huntersjames
Poet
Person
done a lot of things,
some more worthwhile than others,
now I'm doin this
Person
done a lot of things,
some more worthwhile than others,
now I'm doin this
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