zero zero one two seven seven
youre still in my skin
and every time
a wave washes ashore
the wind carries
salty air and sunlight
to my lungs
and my face
its only distance
its only time
but oceans and trees
are greater than this
they connect our breaths
every movement
carefully calculated
and if one star
doesnt shine anymore
then another will take its place
About Me
Wait, Wait, Don't Steal Me!
All work © Charles Nathan Smith 2012
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