iv. SOUL LIKE SEA.
i heard of your ship sailing off the same night the storm came crashing above the vicious waves of the beach. your journey didn't end there, but in the evergreens past the mountains and through the trees. you learned a mighty lot on this quest, yet i'm still here being taught that you can't love someone back to life.
the ocean waves cry out
differently than they used to.
YOU ARE READING
what tomorrow brings.
Poetryxvii, april. (iii). you have no voice if no one is listening. © playlist poetry h.r. : #3
