Tuesday, February 22, 2022

Acceptance

aurora twine your alluring fingers in my hair
sea wind combed and wild about my face
pick your eye up over the gray waves and
shine your grace and play that soul freshening song
the singing has me besotted barefoot in sand
in love alone illuminated 
by the golden salted dawn

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