Star-Lit Sea

Come with me, My Loving Dreamer

Lay next to me on cool, soft sands

Point out the very constellations

That live inside our hearts and hands

Remind me of the way to forgive

Myself when I am missing stars

Or how they may simply be dimmer

Than other parts of who we are

We live anon unto infinitum

We may do things we can’t perceive

Do not point to black, empty skies

When you are a star-lit sea

 

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