watery vowels
a sea filled with ancient tales
liquid sky arches
a horizon that unravels
waves prance, curling into
a bed of sand, like
blue irises promenading my steps
moana of gliding turquoise blossoms
ebb and flow to a meandering, pursuing moon ..I walk into the flare of a lighthouse
a rush of salt on my breaththe sea the day I conquered my tears..
watery vowels
a sea filled with ancient tales
liquid sky arches
a horizon that unravels
waves prance, curling into
a bed of sand, like
blue irises promenading my steps
moana of gliding turquoise blossoms
ebb and flow to a meandering, pursuing moon ..
I walk into the flare of a lighthouse
a rush of salt on my breath
the sea the day I conquered my tears..








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