BLUE’S T HOUSE
10.1.20
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Can I float aimlessly in your seas?
Like the glaciers you see
Gentle, their giant presence a reminder to the ocean that it is not alone
I want to be that same comfort for you
Let me traverse the deep, your ocean floor
Show me more, and I will keep your secrets safe in war-torn hands
Because I see your skimmed knees, see them when I look at myself
When I see myself, a reflection once too harsh to linger on, I see growth
Something is blooming
A reflection; a desert; barren, arid, now bespeckled with blossoms of reds and yellows