6 Days in Marco


This is what I feel



I'm at ease

Imagining the blue waters of the sea


I land

Please, I just want to be in the sand

The sun's light turns me blonde

Pelican's skim the horizon's glitter

I can't go out any farther

In the glimmering bath water

The beautiful sun is drowning

Elegant skies of purple and green

She calls my name 

Nothing would be the same


Take me back to this time

The end of the summer.

This poem is about: 
My family
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