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whitelielovely Member
since 2006-12-11
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Nothing is sighted in the depths of the sea The darkness inhaled is almost comforting I love the feel of oceans sweet lullaby And the breath of the water humming by I rise to the surface and waves push me below My hand reaches upward, and my the water glows Finally I find that I’m upon the rolling waves My wet stringy hair blows upon my wet face The shore- I find I gone far from anywhere I pick a direction and float, from here to there The current should carry me to a place I know I live among the waves and isles of the below I climb unto the forsaken shore- an abandon isle No one knows where to look in an ocean of miles I’m cold and wet and awake to the beating rain I find a place for my shelter from all this pain I find a million cuts and bruises upon salty me And a leafy cover fallen in the windy breeze I run atop the hill of the land and find wildness There was once more I had seen more than this But it’s gone and I weep As I stand on bruised feet Love is never foolish- and if it is, it is a Divine Foolishness. |
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