Seafolk Musings
01/11/2012 20:15
Weak eyes that watch a swollen sea,
Stirring madly with diamonds,
Giving birth to the angry waves.
Sand beneath a pale and supine body,
Numb against the frosty wind,
Mutilated by crippled shells.
Admiring distant stars fading into sunrise,
Until the waves desire her once more.
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