Postcard
Pouring my eyes into
Digital imagery
Letting the cruel waves
Carry me to the sand and back
Blushing inside
When their gentle eyes cross mine
I close my mind for a moment
And stop breathing
No more bleeding
For a moment
Warmth, a bright sun
For once
I know the light, I see
Kind winds floating
Up to the sky again
Without you
Desperately
Without you
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