with nothing to remember

House of Heart

When the sunset casts its crimson

glow across the horizon, I think of you.

The ocean is thick with salt , the sand

a sculpture of  an ambivalent tide.

I am pared down to dark and light.

I unfasten our keepsake  filled with

swords and sighs to coax alive the

brightest stars that I might find you

in wind furled sails.

The  sea is  a moon struck epiphany and

with the merest  chance of finding you

I cast my dreams to an incoming storm as

Though  I am the rain with nothing to

remember or forget.

“Lost Boat” by Widyantara at Deviant Art

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