Prose Break I

by - October 13, 2017

Every time I cross
the endless horizons of the sea
Waves splashing, flashes back your green eyes
 that I could never ever see

Your scent that made my heart beat
erratically falter
Reminded me of the days that I thought
 love would bind us forever

Supply a broken heart and I'll supply the art (al v. esben). I saw some drafts of poetry from a friend of mine. Inspired by it and what she has been through, I decided to knit some words and recreate it. I am glad she likes the output of our collaboration. I wish we can do more of these. xox

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