Ripples
The myriad of ripples reaches out to the shore.
the pebble thrown carelessly drowns in the depth ofthe seabed.
Before I could reach out, the hesitant hands are drawn back.
I throw another pebble in the blue, instead.
A tune lingers on the lips of the sea.
The pebbles lie underneath as words unsaid.
The delicate skin trembles as I sit back in awe.
As my heart compels me to taste the moment,
the ripples surrender themselves to the exuberant bedspread.
the pebble thrown carelessly drowns in the depth ofthe seabed.
Before I could reach out, the hesitant hands are drawn back.
I throw another pebble in the blue, instead.
A tune lingers on the lips of the sea.
The pebbles lie underneath as words unsaid.
The delicate skin trembles as I sit back in awe.
As my heart compels me to taste the moment,
the ripples surrender themselves to the exuberant bedspread.
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