May 2015
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On a lonely pier
of weathered wood
and salt water etchings,
beneath a moonlit mosaic
on a cloudless sky
Stained glass brush strokes
cling to a northern horizon
as I cast my heart afloat,
wishing on promised tides
*that it reaches you
On a lonely pier
of weathered wood
and salt water etchings,
beneath a moonlit mosaic
on a cloudless sky
Stained glass brush strokes
cling to a northern horizon
as I cast my heart afloat,
wishing on promised tides
*that it reaches you
Good night Beautiful. God I miss you.
