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found this poem in a magazine. i love = i share.
Tuesday Morning by Gonca Esendemir
On days like this,
when the fluffy clouds are moving
in the quiet blue sky with the loudest presence,
everything makes sense
everything feels okay
everything fall into place
My emotions come to life
My sould is on fire
I feel brave enough to touch you
the ground is sturdy enough to jump on
the air is clean enough to breathe
i can open my mouth and taste feeling
i can open my eyes and see hope.
On days like this,
i could press my hands over a ledge.
i could kiss the air and imagine it was you and i
would sit on the cold, wet grass and stare out
to nowhere and see you everywhere.
On days like this
being with you is a wish that could come true,
but only
on a day like this.
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Tuesday Morning by Gonca Esendemir
On days like this,
when the fluffy clouds are moving
in the quiet blue sky with the loudest presence,
everything makes sense
everything feels okay
everything fall into place
My emotions come to life
My sould is on fire
I feel brave enough to touch you
the ground is sturdy enough to jump on
the air is clean enough to breathe
i can open my mouth and taste feeling
i can open my eyes and see hope.
On days like this,
i could press my hands over a ledge.
i could kiss the air and imagine it was you and i
would sit on the cold, wet grass and stare out
to nowhere and see you everywhere.
On days like this
being with you is a wish that could come true,
but only
on a day like this.
if you loved comment