I am an ocean:
constant emotion,
surfaces trembling.
Mockingbird singing
like a car alarm...
What will this love become?
A chorus of hounds?
Meet me where the sun goes down.
Howl.
Don't be dismissive.
If it goes,
you will miss it.
Purpose unfolds you.
Let it grow
like a forest
from a parking lot.
What will this love become?
A chorus of hounds?
Meet me where the sun goes down.
Howl.
What will this love become?
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