img_4608The sky and sea met at a line on the horizon,
the end of themselves, as defined by their meeting.

There they became indistinct, what made them
so resigned, combined with the other.

And they gave themselves freely, that line in the
distance blurred, you could hardly tell them apart.

For Dawn.

Categories: poetry

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15 replies

  1. That’s a beautiful metaphor.

    Liked by 2 people

  2. very romantic. nice gift to dawn.


  3. So beautiful, very moving- Dawn must have loved it .


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