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Ocean Foam

Trying to catch and hold you fast Before you're merely my past Nowhere I go is home All hope is but ocean foam Lost weeps in the undertow Trying to hold on Before you unwrap me again Trying to be strong Imagining the end before we begin... I come to all these places See all these faces But they're not yours Not yours I touch all this sand All these soft grains Are the palm of your hand August 7, 2017

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Date: 9/22/2017 10:05:00 PM
I love how very sensuous the sand of your love sighs are Poetess, such fragile yet firey beauty on the sea kissed beach...so innocent in the palms of love...J.A.B.
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Laura Breidenthal
Date: 9/23/2017 1:10:00 AM
Thank you, sweet Justin. I wrote this sitting in the cool sand on a moonlit beach. Such real sacred moments there, a deep connection with mother earth and secret longings. <3 ~Laura
Date: 9/4/2017 10:01:00 AM
Try as we may it is impossible to predict the future of a relationship. All we can do is offer what we have and hope it is accepted and returned to us. A sad lovely poem Laura.
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Laura Breidenthal
Date: 9/6/2017 2:40:00 PM
Thank you James! <3~Laura

Book: Shattered Sighs