I won't remember you...
the husky sound of your voice
tall, lanky stature
Lithuanian shape of your
Baltic blue eyes sledding
across my heart
even this embrace
standing on Melbourne beach
the wind swoons
two silhouettes melting into
each other
All the lines on my hands
are erased
the ocean pours tears into
a half moon shell
my body, a blind mermaid
washed ashore
upon the smooth, faceless sand
Dec 21, 2013
Dec 21, 2013 at 3:14 AM UTC
I won't remember you...
the husky sound of your voice
tall, lanky stature
Lithuanian shape of your
Baltic blue eyes sledding
across my heart
even this embrace
standing on Melbourne beach
the wind swoons
two silhouettes melting into
each other
All the lines on my hands
are erased
the ocean pours tears into
a half moon shell
my body, a blind mermaid
washed ashore
upon the smooth, faceless sand
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