Nothing

Patricia Pixie❤
2 min readJul 16, 2022

A little poem

Nothing undisclosed to be afraid of.

Nothing to be worried about.

Nothing to pain your soul anymore.

What you have is right now.

The wind caressing your skin.

A new taste in your mouth.

Stars dancing between your feet.

Galaxies in your hands.

Stars shining in your eyes.

Nothing to cloud up your mind.

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Patricia Pixie❤

Billingual writer/music lover/tarot reader/Interested in the mysteries of the human mind misspatypixie@outlook.com