Do You Know How Nomads Love?

The dusty shoes and rugged jeans,
She walked, talked, meet and greet.
Then on the constant move she found souls,
Freed and happy.

Sometimes, she fell in love with them,
Forgetting those deep moments,
Will fade away into a different landscape.

Faces do get trapped in her bone marrow,
And haunts in the forms of shaped clouds.
That is why she don’t sky watch or star gaze,
And keep moving forever.

– Emily Parker


Posted on

July 2, 2019

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