Whilst I was away across the briny
(I)
A love letter
sits mat happy
ocean flat
caught like a falling sea star
miles from dry eyes
(II)
Preying paper kisses
shoal along
the sea-bedded hall
praying like lonely hunters
miles from star light
(III)
A note of bleeding hearts
flutters from
hands across shining seas
drifting star ward
miles from daylight's anchor
(IV)
One tender lyric
rests upon
salt sea piles
glowing brighter
miles from time and tide.
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