2016Bluestone

Bridle Nor Bride Raymond Neely Once I thought you reached out wanting me when you approached, and I swear that swimming before I reached your heart you sought to expel me and battered me away so I salted you with tears from cliff facings and knew not the treasures of your soul. As you were the sea I thought you were only waving but no, you meant more even love, so I strode into your waves one night and was made jealous as I caught you so with the moon, and salted your beach with my tears.

I returned to you as a suckling and found the fanged serpents in your swirl and noting tame in your lull. I blew you a kiss when shrimp boats docked, prayed and wooed her. Her cheek turned into the outward tide and I knew she could be no bride.

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