There is a reason why
Love
&
Hate
never friend...

They try to visit on force of occasion,
but blindly
pass
like lone
ships
in the stiff dead of night.

They
create
such

a haunting divide;

an ebb

&

wake
of salty foam.

An eerie vacuum...

a sense & state of pregnant airs' taste

...a forever's of fleeting tranquility.


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