your eyes were always the color of the sea
6 am on a crystal summer morning
bluer than blue itself
now i am allowing that gaze
to sink beneath the waves
of the promises and aspirations
i have released to the oceans
i am releasing you to your true love
—what could have been is not what is
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The Pursuit Of • A Poetry Collection
Poetryall my life all my trials pains and heartaches and my goals joys and accomplishments came through a pursuit whether my outcome good or bad the journey is what morphed me into me ••••• started :: October 22 , 2019 completed :: 2020
