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To him it isn't just sound It's the fluid motion that cascades against a jagged shoreline With each break of this frothing sea his heart shudders to life
By Rose Lindsey6 years ago in Poets
A ricochet A spark Too close to avoid A burn A brand searing into my bones Why do your lips cling so heavily to my ribcage?