You know roses grown up
And sky
Lost it's lines
Rain washed all
There is no trace of you
Footsteps nowhere
Warmth lost
And all in mess
Gras has grown
Flood has passed
Someone knocking
On my doors
Or is it window
Keeping silence
And then
Knocking sound
Found the way
Of walking
In this deep ocean
I can breathe
Under the water
And the smell
It's just you
Your scent
Yours eyes
That smile
All that comes
Knocking
On my door
And then waking up call
Just why
It was nice to dream....
©walker
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