iníon

what a fragile shell

thin crackling pearly skin

washed decades of ocean

exiled in the din

her child lives on a strand

and dances galas fair

she shines like holy light

and lives in floral air

this darkness tastes of salt

this snarling sand is cold

part of her is gone

time is very old

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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