pop goes resolve
on parallel shores of imagined worlds
so ready for its early morning rays
but utterly caught in bright beams
pounding ever, dictating tempo
salt flecks shower meteorite craters
summons teardrops, their pointy tips
burning through now broken skin
lips quiver, this heart ever yours
Poetry by arquious
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Written on 2023-07-05 at 04:00
Tags Beach Shore Ocean
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