I could not predict a more sacred love
one that takes all that dared to be called love,
and reminds it that this new one will permeate with
a force that nothing should be compared to.
now
then
tomorrow
the magic you've cast makes no delineation in time.
a place with nothing flat
everything rich, vibrant, flowing
Here we go from shore to shore
love navigates what little control we've given without grudge.
how smooth, how perfect
No one will find us. Nothing but light and
the smell of sea air is left behind.
Breathing life into all we touch.
what was wilted is now in bloom.
like heaven.
like the sea.
Fall as if heaven and the ocean are your net.
They are.
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