To M.C.

Months of hopes among the shoals
Alluring sights of velvet soles
Rolling lips, viridian eyes
Insistent strums the chord of blame
Unheard, unknown, uncertain flame
Crosses the stretching, granite seas
A sky unshared, no air to breathe

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Author: lisvender

Writer and animator in Central California.

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