Woeful

May 11, 2012
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The vastness of an arid sky
Absorbs the gallons of salty sea
That you're enveloped in,
Save those two blue eyes.
Which behind, your veins course with life
And below, limbs grow cold
And within, gloom dwells.

I wish you could stop and remember how
The blue Earth is just a pinprick among sparkling stars,
Where the seas run their course
That all life grows from
In long, winding vines:
Everything intertwined
And interconnected.

So, please, take my hand
We don't have to rush.
I can admire the curl of your hair
Against the arid blue sky
As you watch the frothy water lap against our feet
As my lips lose their color
As our hearts beat simultaneously.





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