The morning shore
Is in place
And it will lift
And separate
Smiling wide
As the high tide
Reaches places
Meant to be unattainable
I am ready for
Sensory overload
Your thoughts resting
On my shoulder
Your smile wide
As giftedly so
You pull my strings
And head for home
Jun 5, 2020
Jun 5, 2020 at 7:33 AM UTC
The morning shore
Is in place
And it will lift
And separate
Smiling wide
As the high tide
Reaches places
Meant to be unattainable
I am ready for
Sensory overload
Your thoughts resting
On my shoulder
Your smile wide
As giftedly so
You pull my strings
And head for home
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