Krizia is someone who writes with her overwhelmed thoughts and emotions.
Dreaming of the ocean breeze
on a hot summer night.
Fragments of memory pop up.
Across the horizon is a faint light,
Feet buried deep in the sand,
Waves crash but everything else is still.
Is it possible to feel the breeze
but not the wind?
It's getting harder to determine
which is real.
© 2021 Krizia