where blue ice cleaves
the sea she waits and I
the one who chose
might ever be departed
no one else must
know our blood spilled
rose-red on unmarred snow
we vowed and yet
so far from home
am I in unmarked lands
so unprepared
to hand my life away
just now the fire
sings a lullabye
and I draw near
to see her face
within the flames
the dream I seek will come
tonight same as it always does
the sun has risen and
she waits for me
with hands outstretched
toward an endless sea
(c) 2018, by Hannah Six
Image: Russell Wills
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