Unrequited
I felt love for the earth.
Cocooned, somewhere between galactic dew drops,
and the northern lights.
My lungs were spun in my magnesium skin;
the damp thud, sifting the shape
of my heart, miles into glassy grains of sand.
Between my lips, I felt
stars spin. I tugged at her oceans;
beckoned her closer.
I dreamt emerald green,
blue seas and Caucasian clouds.
In my atramentous wake, I loved her.
The End
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Unrequited, which
was posted on Dec 1, 2011 by
PaulMacklin.
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