dreams surrender,
as waves crash
on unseen shoals,
with another
the warm womb of intention
an unreliable witness,
awaiting sentence,
love has imploded quietly
not reheated three times a day
spinning a cocoon
of franchised dreams, love
but deep, two or three souls removed,
satisfied to have a voice,
unchained by the wind, love
counting the sand grains
on a unforgiving beach
stretching the daylights
beyond the horizon of the darkness
waiting for one another, love, to die
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