Carlos PuentesI’m drawn to you.
Palm trees and ocean views.
When I look into your eyes I drown in the crashing waves of your waters.
I’m seeking clarity, somehow washed up on shore confused.
Waking up in a daze, back to reality.
It’s a haze, falling through the sky, gravity.
Awake but you’re a dream you see.
Perhaps it’s just the way you smile at me.
Prayers answered or sick at sea. Taunting whips of thunder. Flashes of lightning.
Waiting on the Lord we shall be.
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