HAVE me in the blue and the sun.
Have me on the open sea and the mountains.

When I go into the grass of the sea floor, I will go alone.
This is where I came from—the chlorine and the salt are blood and bones.
It is here the nostrils rush the air to the lungs. It is here oxygen clamors to be let in.
And here in the root grass of the sea floor I will go alone.

Love goes far. Here love ends.
Have me in the blue and the sun.

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  1. Donna says:

    I envision this every time I see myself passing to the other side. Gliding, sliding throught to streams unknown, crystal clear, alive with the remnants of the bones of the ages of shipwrecks and sorrows of war. Fleets of a world lost and won.

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