Currents
Once upon another time around
past little deaths left
in the sand
nevertide foams careless
beyond
beneath
exposed skin burning
Blue troubled currents
pull deeply her soul
into unfathomed depths
[Thank you, Mark, once again]
Copyright © Jill Martin | Year Posted 2006
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