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CALIFORNIA SUN

By - Adrian Piedra Martinez

By ADRIAN PIEDRA MARTINEZPublished 3 years ago 1 min read

The water we feel, its alive

Even at night, you can hear its cry

Below as well as above

In the pouring rain, you can see its eye

I wonder what’s inside

Your heart, where rain falls the most

To you now, I am nothing but a ghost

Watching the rain, never felt worse

Being without you doesn’t feel free

While you’re where you want to be staring at the California sun

But it’s not with me

I can’t help to feel this way

My flowers are all dead and my skies are grey

I know, how typical of me to feel betrayed

If you still think about me know it’s because

I prayed,

Prayed,

And prayed

I know I just retreated

I knew you were going through it and I wasn’t what you needed

I once stood where you stood

I know it can leave you defeated

I never wanted someone so bad

Why am I being forced to move on

I can’t help but to get lost

In your eyes

In your thousands of thoughts

In your thighs, sweet and soft like the sky

But you rarely think of me, I’ll have to let it be

But just know if you give me a call and ask me to fly

I will

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About the Creator

ADRIAN PIEDRA MARTINEZ

Poetry that tingles your fingertips and sizzle's your veins through heavenly pain.

SHE/THEY - CUBAN - 24

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