Beseeching Your Eternal Kiss
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Mark Heathcote
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I am a conch shell,
beseeching your eternal kiss.
Your love is stratospheric.
As far reaching as a star
a pinhole of light in the night
when I am left blind without sight, alone.
Your love is a destination.
A tidal wave is pushing me out to sea.
I drowned in those big, blue, mighty waves.
But I never sink so low as not to know.
You are there, guiding me home.
Always buoying me up and indefinitely saving me.
Sealing my lips with secrets, only a wave
against the shoreline can speak.
Bu şiiri puanla
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