TnT

TnT

Poetry in motion

Is how I would describe him

The way he moves across the room

Filling the space as if he owned it

The wind proceeds his appearance

Wave after wave announce he is on his way

Slowed down all that he does strikes me

So when we pass by each other

No words can be said to break the silence
 

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