Free Verse # 145 (yours to squander)

I feel your scent
in the air and I know,
the sea is calling me…

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Long before I met you
your dawn entered my heart…

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Yours to squander,
yours to pour.
In your palms
I am a river of stars
thirsty to quench
the lips of night,
to burn in his womb and soul.

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Like dawn’s breath on your lips
I am a gentle whisper
awakening all flowers.

Like lightning in your stormy eyes
I am a flash of light
sinking like white roots
in the dark abyss of life.

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