Twilight Ocean

Lovely thorns

Poppy, and peppercorn

Notes flying around

Everchanging, everlasting

Is it dawn where sleep escaped me

I have seen where other people’s dreams

Cascading down quietly

In a waterfall near the sea

There’s a storyline made of feathers

Not yet to be written yet

Nothing lies before me

Near the aftermath

Burn the narrator

Where land meets the sea

Just like before

For I live under the sea

And you live in me

07.2020.

By Aran Meredith.

“Hello Sailor. For a never, ever goodbye.“