some great lights

5 May

you slip away

pearls in

your wake

knocking against

my dress hem

no anchors

to slow you

no nets to

confine you

no sharp barbs

to wound you

no desperate

clawing you

back to land no

only my sweetest


spun into

the most heartrending

song and there on

the rocks of your

great shore

i wait


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