My Sailor

I wonder if my life would be easier

if I did not love so hard

and deeply,

but is it better to be a pond

rather than the ocean?


My depths,

strength,

and swells of love

may be intimidating,

or too much to some,

but the power of the ocean

does not stop the brave

from sailing across –

maybe I simply haven’t found

my sailor

-POE(MS)

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