1d
We carried the ocean
between us—
love spilling from our wrists—
too vast,
too fragile,
too little shore.
I reached—
but you had already
turned to tide.
And now—
we carry the ocean
between us.
between us—
love spilling from our wrists—
too vast,
too fragile,
too little shore.
I reached—
but you had already
turned to tide.
And now—
we carry the ocean
between us.
