Walk The Atlantic Poem by me poet yeps poet

Dust me darling
now shall dust it all off
dust off my cap
have just come after a long walk
breathless right now can't talk

deep down my throat
all know
is dampened dust
from the sandy windy sea shore

how long will sneezing last
none can say
any how the dying dusk
shall sweep me away

it's a long way from the desert
where I stay
sandy dust and mellowing dusk
is our share
all night and all day
am I expected any more to say
today
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