Our adventure.A Poem by Alexis Raine
we heard doves breathing in the willow grass
engines roared up and down the streets
drowsy air fills my head.
the gun burnt your hand when you fired it,
© 2010 Alexis Raine
Added on June 9, 2010
Last Updated on June 9, 2010
AboutYou can call me Roo, or any variation upon my name. I live in a land of trees, where it is possible to drown by just looking at the sky. I enjoy writing, mostly prose, and some screenplays. I al.. more..