a wave a death wish
a wave a death wishrolls in cold November
no one sees the sailor
or the flag-semaphore
signaling the end
the need to crystallize
comes with the season
waving its magic
where still water lies
when no one is watching
see me in the good night
still with a smile
for the beating heart
see me here the herald
of younger days to come
Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2015-11-23 at 20:13
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