Ever there

Hidden there in your moving green and grey I can still seed your missing smile

And braced against the blasting salt-sting I know that calm will still return a while

You change but, closing my eyes and breathing in familiar taste,

I see those sultry simmer days hidden ‘neath this winter waste.

Losing myself in your expression it changes, but that matters not to me

Fickle it may be but a promise there reminds me of what you are, the sea.

 

©Jemverse

 

 

 

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