Thousand Seas

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The candles burn low into puddles warm

Engulfing me in sighs of half lumen hours

Copiously full, emotions as a thousand seas

Extend the brink of what I hold so dearly

Is it fear that amasses into waves?

Condensed to rise in overpowering glaze

Have I not drown, anchored in the surge?

Flooded with desire, enough to know the signs

As if a bobble surfing on the crest of far more depth

would time be kind?

The gravity of earth spends magnetic voice upon me

Rocking in harmony with my thoughts

The candles burn low into puddles warm

Holding my gaze while my mind fills with rain

For you spoke to me in laughter like music

A thousand seas to sate the desert where I’ve been

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