My gaze turns <br />towards the moon.. <br />Pale blue light, <br /> as I swim through it <br />Streams of warm, <br /> cotton faces that <br />drift lazily through <br />the hot humid air. <br />and Once again, <br />i am covered.<br /><br />Is It Poetry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dear-moon-2/
