Wednesday, July 11, 2012

And You Say...

And in all of the stars
I have heard this before
calling out like hardships
on lady ocean's breasts.

The seals slip in
as we ride the waves
and the voice still shelters
the seashell horn.

And again with the
ocean freezing sometimes
you singing all the time
and me crying half the nights.

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