Saturday, 30 August 2025

Cady

You shouldn’t kiss, this cabal of spirits, Oceans dance on your lips, not like those at home, whose bones like to sit, scared to be alone, you’ll engage or quit, taken to your limits, when that fever hits, bolstered by unending hope, even love gets it, happiness in climbing up, tides turn at the instant, venture on a cargo ship, laugh at middle distance, never one to misanthrope, watch the water glimmer, soon you'll find a note, moon always distant.

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