Belly of a Star

my practice of compassion

Capsized

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love3

“Love”

Capsized

Luff to the wind

Your sails

My cloth

Curved as wings

We gather

Moved

Descended

Propelled

Riding the feverish waters

I am

The calm

Turned sultry thick

Canvased skin

Dimpled white

Folds of flowing ghosts

Calling

With strong voice familiar

Captured in enduring flight

Starboard forgotten

Sunset entered

Through the ache of voyage

Capsizing the maiden

Nape upon nape

In the storm of you

love4

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2 thoughts on “Capsized

  1. I feel the cool ocean breeze as I read this, very moving Sam.

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