Know you are loved
No matter what
No matter the blurry bygone dreams for Paris
Whether withering and feeling dry-dead
Wondering what of this salt and this sea
Pensive be
Whether you love me
I love you
Knowing
Tag Archives: Sea
Informed Consent: We make our choices, don’t we?
Where We Find Ourselves
Time Stealers
Thieving we were
Taking back, actually
All the sea had thieved from us
Putting away demanded perfection
This time
Substituting with the misshapen
Summer shoes gone now
We, walking away
Our crime ‘gainst the dark, to pray
Doubt
Somebody tell that man there are only so many starlit nights we’re allowed, that the sands of time won’t stop collecting around my ankles, that I’m beginning to believe that Stardust is my maiden-voyage name, and that surely I will soon sink in this sea….
Continent
Pearl
After pearl
After pearl
I throw
Spending my days
Deeper
And deeper
And deeper
I dive
Losing my air
Circus of soil, of sea
Ringmaster, surf dweller
Walk away, swim away
I lord
Freeing my soul
The Art of Making
The Scene: You are an actor and I, an epic script
With minds to set the screen afire
With hope upon our lips
The Method: Be emboldened and feel the risk with me
We’ll project timeless, endless strength
We’ll cast doubt to the sea
The museum day
The depths of the seas
The blessings besides
The all we ought know
The denial of
The streets of the old world
The electric pathways of the new
The prehistoric exaggeration
The twilight of humanity
The noise within
The danger without
The nonsensical breakfast
The nonexistent dinner
The this was too much
The please I need more
Thank You.
Never to be
The chance for a lifetime
Of telling
The mystery
Of you
To
You
So I will talk to the sea
It will understand
You know
Squall
Patch your eyes
Or be forced to confess
To all the other captains
Your lack
Sudden though it be
Of sea legs
Your loss
Forever and always
Of compass mark
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