oh love (the rain is falling)
will you look on me when
I lie long upon your grave
eyes blinded by salt water,
tracing the letters of your name,
over and again until the
letters rhyme with the beat of
my heart echoing back, a
sad refrain, oh love, my
lost one, my soul will fly
across the sea to meet yours,
to comingle in the mist
at once together and apart,
watching waves crash upon the rocks
while seabirds wheel and cry
1 comment:
Lovely!
Gretchen
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