Fathoms Poem by Butch Decatoria
Fathoms
Dungeness landscapes...
fear, an abyss, blindly swims.
My thoughts of you glow
A conflagration
in liquid skies where we bathe
minds, flash lights to see, ...
So deeply precious
a breath that remembers you
soaring dark chasms.
Dread at failing Us,
I give a drop in the pond
my life for True love...
A magic nation
love for water will not thirst.
Imagination.
(In your thoughts I'll glow.)
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5/19/2024 2:15:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Butch, such a brilliant write👍👍👍