I long for
redemption
somewhere under
these cobblestones
a sigh
a whisper
a madness
growing sweetly
under this
sky
a flame held out
stretching thin
in this air
and your words
marking the breeze
gently I stir
and I think of the
tender loins of freedom
as the ocean
fills my gaze
and its salty spray
is all I crave for
Into starlight.
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