Hand in hand,
across a billion pebbled seeds.
A heat frisson
murmuring beneath our feet.
Foaming cerulean
paints the shore in shadow,
while white light
turns supple skin scarlet
and melts concerns away.
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Hay long time no seek huh….Anyways nice poem and hope ur doing okay
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Hey, Courtney; thanks! Great to hear from you. I’m good, hope you are well 🙂
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Thats goood
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😃👍
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🙂
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