I see you. You see me. Electricity fills the air. The gravitational pull is undeniable. A simple smile. Letting each other know.
By Cait Bailey6 years ago in Poets
I hear the lapping of the water against the rocks. The breeze off the lake fills my senses. The winter sun is trying to peak out from behind the clouds. Running my fingers over the pebbles, letting my senses take over.