Poem submission by nicedice
i dive into the ocean just to feel the blue.
And i pick the peaches from trees
because i like the sound of separating stem from branch.
I’ll often walk along any road i please
to feel something solid beneath my feet.
And i wonder sometimes what the world does to me
just for the simple pleasures.
Is the breeze because it likes the feel of my hair between it’s fingers?
or the glimmer of the stars because it likes to look down upon my face?
I’m content with the settlement we’ve come to
if that is indeed the case.
I like the blue,
i like the stars and the road,
and i like the simplicity between us,
the world and I.