Words tumble freely,
in the writing tombola,
where the stories start.
I’m closing my eyes,
feeling the waves washing in,
onto warm dream shores.
I pull myself back,
and focus on the letters ,
as I type them out.
As complex as simple is.
Words tumble freely,
in the writing tombola,
where the stories start.
I’m closing my eyes,
feeling the waves washing in,
onto warm dream shores.
I pull myself back,
and focus on the letters ,
as I type them out.