Unfinished
From here
I learn what I'll never know
on your shores.
I learn to
love you
without bitterness
easily,
like spring
like the wind that speaks to the surfaces of the sea
I discover ways to
be in two places at once
whole in spirit,
utterly resolved.
(for z.)
3 comments:
Yay for z
lols
it's pretty. sea-surface-touching winds.
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