Sea

I play and
might meander
and make delta formations
on my way to you
as I flow into you
my love,
My own Sea.



Second Version:

I flow I play
I might meander
Here and there
I pick up a few things
And drop a few
As I run into you
I am calm and serene
When I meet you
My love,
My sea.



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Written on 2024-07-22 at 09:27

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one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
predictably, i love the imagery and flavors, the salt sea and delta
and the meandering, a sensory delight ~
2024-07-23


Sameen The PoetBay support member heart!
Both are good but I prefer the first one
2024-07-22