A shell
polished by water and sand
bleached white, when lifted
allows sunlight to pass.
a hole shows the place
where the resident left.
lips touching the sides
the cold water stings
as you breathe in, then
whisper your secret
that becomes a silent breeze
between us.
the shell, now void
skips across the waves
then rests
surrendering a gift,
this memory.
silent breeze between us, good write, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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