Just To Be With You
Poem By Fernando P.A.S.E torres
As the wind brushes the grass
and pushes the sand,
it foreword a moment of grace as you blew your kiss.
It traveled west threw the dessert
and past the ocean then to lay rested on a mountain.
Later then replenishing its beauty,
then rushing to my cheek.
as i wrote this poem and kept its sheet.
I resided it into a bottle
with hope that it gets to you.
Threw the ocean and seas threw the mountain and lakes
past the sewer and pipes
and pout threw you sink.
All of witch can be avoided because your in the next room...