Day 142: Erode

Day 142: Erode


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O cradle

O cure

O hold that endures

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O keeper of my wishes

and maker of my dreams

O filler of the waters

and current of the streams

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 O embrace in curve and sphere

I can feel you drawing near

my back against your breast

O limitless, loving rest

lean into me

lean down

press onto me

come ‘round

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I have called you all these many years

I erode your edge with salted tears

and sculpt anew with kisses

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