Heart

 

Across the

roving sea

 

implacable

today, under

 

waxing

moon.

 

Beneath the

mist of time

 

where only

‘now’ exists.

 

With this

heart that

 

still forgets

 

your smiling

eyes, your

 

smell from

sleep:

 

beyond all

of these;

 

insatiable

questions

 

ineffable

replies

 

I long

for sleep

 

to unite

us.

 

 

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