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Writer's pictureTanya Master

Love in nautical miles


I’m coming into my own

I’m coming home

once lost at sea

marooned by the desert in me

grains of sand pouring from my eyes

shards of glass dripping from the sky

oh, this heart of mine

has the wings of a swallow

and measures love

in nautical miles

sinking into the unknown

imprints left on my soul

pollinate me across oceans

wherever you are

is where I wish to grow old

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