I Am...
I am like the crashing waves
the strong water that never seems to cave
it beckons
and calls to me.
My heart is cacophony of sounds,
loud, but good all around
My passion is stringing together longing words
wishing and wanting to be heard.
My love is language and all thats spoken,
while my heart tends to the ever broken.
This is my identity
and because of that I am full of serenity.
This poem is about:
Me