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Listen here.

Lean back on the swing,

Your hands gripping the ropes.

Close your beautiful eyes,

Feel the breeze caress your cheeks,

Your hair falling to the ground.

Let your mind wander.

Let it loose.

Imagine all your dreams—

All of them coming true,

Flooding from your heart

To your upside-down head.

Swing to and fro,

The sweet air embracing you,

Autumn leaves drifting with you.

Let go, eager to fly,

And soar through the air,

Without wings to keep you up.

Land, your feet on the ground,

Just like a cat.

Watch the swing sway, lonely.

Slowly, it comes to a standstill,

Transforming into the background

Of lifeless, tranquil peace.

♥
Bekah Joan
p.s. it has been a veryveryvery long time since i've posted poetry on here. i've only just gotten to the point where i'm not sick of it anymore. (remember april?) earlier today, i realized i haven't posted any writing or poetry on here since june. JUNE. and that made me very sad, so i came up with a poem for you. be happy. :)