Sunday, April 16, 2017

The Ocean

i sought a piece of you
in all the others
the rain of women
who bless the earth
dark eyes and glossy heads of hair
autumn, sand and wheat
i searched but no one has your sound
of ocean waves and winds and calm
you are whole
the sun sets inside you
at night you become heaven
where i belong
where i want to drown.

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