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..o
...r
....e
The s e a
returns for her shells lapped in pale violet skies
(souls wander between valleys and the hills)
kneel in the cloistering morning thoughts, ( from where? )
Is your love divine, her mortal form defines the mercury in your heart.
reach now through the gathering tides a poem flares ( when? )
how shall we touch here? Beings, ghosts as we are . . .
Only this given us for a time as we were whirled, ( together c l o s e l y )
love you, me,
Before
The s e a .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2012-11-15 at 15:12
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b E f o r e the sea
b
E
.f
..o
...r
....e
The s e a
returns for her shells lapped in pale violet skies
(souls wander between valleys and the hills)
kneel in the cloistering morning thoughts, ( from where? )
Is your love divine, her mortal form defines the mercury in your heart.
reach now through the gathering tides a poem flares ( when? )
how shall we touch here? Beings, ghosts as we are . . .
Only this given us for a time as we were whirled, ( together c l o s e l y )
love you, me,
Before
The s e a .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
Read 556 times
Written on 2012-11-15 at 15:12
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