like the deep end
crystallized memories
cut from the trees
amber and honeybees.
your branches sway, moved by the Wind
driftwood and glass bottle remnants
traces of sand always linger.
Braided beauty, i see the stories in your eyes
what jungles have you wandered? what gardens do you hide?
you're a kite!
glittering green
woven from leaves
head over heels in flight
you're a map!
torn from a storybook
every cavern and hide
every treasure and tide
colored with ink
your lions have no cages
your journal filled with pages
your play is bright but.the.stage.is.
white.
like a blank page, sail in the wind, write your lines
a beautiful shanty, deep sea script.
salt stings, but you know how to heal
and befriend the shattered sharks like me
let's run away to sea
and never grow old.
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