I bind my heart
to storms
her footsteps stirred,
Where rivers reason
grief and
mountains pray;

My wounds grow wings -
through them
I survive, unheard,
As frost learned fire
when dawn
stole her away.

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The tide withdrew
her love and
left me bare,
Salt prayers congealed
where warmer
vows took shoot;
The moon unthreads
the seam of
sea and air,
I sound the wreck
and cry, I
am bereft.

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