Weightless, I float on
The ocean—
A great salty body
That holds
Me, her
Fluid arms
Cradle whatever
Substance
I am—
Salty, fluid,
You are
Just like the ocean,
A magnificent body,
Yes, it crashes.
And it breaks.
Oh, but it holds
The most precious soul,
And I don’t ever want
To leave this place
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Author:
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