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Poetry

Waves

On the beach

where i stand

toes buried

deep in the sand

to each

their own

was worried

but no more.

Categories
Poetry

Echoes

Just a moment wavering in the air,

holding on before it unfurls.

Gently letting go with care,

as it whirls away in those blue ivory curls.

A hug, a caress, a touch…

of a second which seems so faint.

Yet to not have enough,

to uncouple the real and the feint.

All that is left here is echos,

all that is left here is echos.