They can take me farther;
The cruise going down through time
To sightless depths we can't fathom.
Learning to swim at the ocean's mouth,
Waterwinged angels, flitting through currents
While drowning somewhere, inside your story-
Where does one leave off,
When we've run out of glory?
The umbilical cord trails away
In a unicorn's lair,
Or a mermaid's cave;
Some things more
Than the sum of their days.
I saw the road opening out in your words,
I felt the dust storms, coating my dreams;
Salt water waves gently cleansing my wounds,
Take me to see the place where you live;
Vertiginous forests, not made of trees.
I'm burying you deep inside of me now;
Praying for keeps, when the storm recedes
Laying pieces of scattered sea glass out;
Gathering up a lost dowry, of sea;
Some things we know should always stay free.
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