Now I away intense
heart remembering smoldering
words with which we parted
and you a floating light jewel-like
buoy marking my horizon
appearing disappearing
consumed by secret rifts
in a not-so-placid sea
warm as June peaches
ripening on a sun-blessed tree
at the farthest edge
of our wilding orchard
(c) 2018, by Hannah Six
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