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Your eyes, though they’re so dark and endless, Like they could swallow the world, They catch the light And become shimmering reflections of golds and coppers A buried treasure made of sunlight Your gentle voice ebbs and flows with the sea It hides much The force to make waves Tsunamis Hurricanes And many secrets Treasure The dreams of fish And sailor’s songs And though I am charmed By the light dappling on the surface I find myself wading through the shallows Searching for tiny things Shells Rocks Anything that would give me a glimpse The scarcest sight of the deep dark below And then your sunset All too fleeting Is gone And I am left to wonder To hope I might see it once more
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May 25, 2020
May 25, 2020 at 2:21 AM UTC
Mediterranean Sunset
Your eyes, though they’re so dark and endless, Like they could swallow the world, They catch the light And become shimmering reflections of golds and coppers A buried treasure made of sunlight Your gentle voice ebbs and flows with the sea It hides much The force to make waves Tsunamis Hurricanes And many secrets Treasure The dreams of fish And sailor’s songs And though I am charmed By the light dappling on the surface I find myself wading through the shallows Searching for tiny things Shells Rocks Anything that would give me a glimpse The scarcest sight of the deep dark below And then your sunset All too fleeting Is gone And I am left to wonder To hope I might see it once more
Villanelle
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Villanelle
21/Non-binary/Iowa
May 25, 2020
May 25, 2020 at 2:21 AM UTC
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