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stream into river into ocean.

stream into river into ocean.

mountain streams feed into a hungry river where dusk paints its glow—kawakaari the surface splattered in amber and aquamarine cherry blossoms bloom in quiet rebellion whispering their confessions in falling pink petals swallowed by the current while flower gardens...
noyade.

noyade.

these nights are slowly killing me i called for you again. do you see me sinking? i am drowning off the dream coast, drifting in a sea of talking ghosts (it’s your voice that is going to swallow me whole) how am i to breathe in this ocean of memories? how am i to swim...
rulers.

rulers.

we reign in the dream sea, the waves crashing into us in random synchronicity as we call them home they recognize the salt living in our bones, the breath of oceans roaring in our souls we sit on thrones made of sequins and stars, dressed in crowns of precious coral...

cleansed.

i spent hours beneath the rain collecting seashells, wandering the shore, this mind of mine lost in its own world i fed the sea memories, silent songs of this saudade in my veins i watched the previous day get washed away by the waves, so many lost hours swept...