sea foam memories
sway dizzy
tempting me to
nurture life in sweet symphony.
seething through wind
moon saplings take
my chest to the stars
where mingling with light
and sapphire, this chamomile heart
is too alert with sentiment for returning.
wanting only for my world
painted the color of your eyes
before dying, again
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