she grew up with a beach of sand next to lake
i grew up near a beach with jellyfish & sweet salt air; home.
so one day i will take her to where their eyes remind me of
a honeyed landscape of granual sediment,
millions and millions of years of erosion,
just to look soft & warm to the onlooker
the tide pulling in and out. the seagulls flying above, cawing, while a cool, sunny day shines upon the sparkling waters frothing with movement.
her voice is my ocean breeze.
May 11, 2024
May 11, 2024 at 5:01 AM UTC
she grew up with a beach of sand next to lake
i grew up near a beach with jellyfish & sweet salt air; home.
so one day i will take her to where their eyes remind me of
a honeyed landscape of granual sediment,
millions and millions of years of erosion,
just to look soft & warm to the onlooker
the tide pulling in and out. the seagulls flying above, cawing, while a cool, sunny day shines upon the sparkling waters frothing with movement.
her voice is my ocean breeze.
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