Friday, December 28, 2018

O Sea!

You seem to be eternal 
Borderless. Unfathomable.

The touch of you tinges my soul.

For, I crave to have you
All of you
O! Sea! 


Sail upon me 

For I'm seeking you

                                            -Yours 
                                              Shore

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