by : Bacardi Gold
13/jan /2021

You called my name
in the dead of night
Your retreat was like the ocean
splashed but never reached the shore
Your rowdy waves remained
in the deep of the ocean floor
The rebellious breath you took
was an effortless gasp of endurance
Trying the last lap of the chase
scored and secured the lovely round
As we succumbed to the cold night’s sparks
the vision and promises of dawn awaits…
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So beautiful
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thank you so much !
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Relatable, lovely poem. ❤
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Thank you so much, Cheryl for the visit. I always appreciate it.
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