Just Another Day.
To wake up
To the perfume of the morning.
And breathe in
Skyline of pastel shade.
The miracle
Of a new world dawning.
And to rest my eyes
In greenest glade.
Call me a dreamer
If you may.
But it is never
Just another day.
To bathe
In Summer
Like a lazy river.
Twinkling
En route
To the ocean.
Nature playing the flute
In slow motion.
Rub my shoulders
With your lotion
That clings to the breeze.
And massage my pain
Away.
To ascend
To highest sky.
Call me a poet
Drunk with rhyme.
Drugged by beauty.
When moonsongs chime.
As with my darling
I lay.
But it is never
Just another day.
To sail
In that sea above.
So high
Where colours
Blow me
And my mind away.
Oh my,
To drink that music
Of the sky.
And beg a bleeding sunset
To stay.
To run through
An open frosted field.
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poem by Kevin East
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