Poetrey and music, Uncategorized

You make people notice it

Many different times
Through time and space
A warm breeze takes hold
And the people on the bus know nothing
For I do no big deal open
But you touch in me
And I am allowed to stumble
But I’m not afraid
Just protect my inner
Even if the words and pictures show much
A pink tone on my cheek and I smile
Sometimes you may see me humming to myself