Nothing has Changed

House of Heart

When dreams pull me under
I call out across the ocean
You meet me at  the shore
and there is nothing to  hold to
but silvery shadows that cross
and uncross in our slumbering sea.
I bend to you  fragile as  sea foam
tossed in wind rifts  released
from unfastened hands. 
This is how I love you
a prisoner of  repetition
like endless waves you come and go.

art by Victor Bauer

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