love is all that ever remains true

love is all that ever remains true
collecting what the rains provide
wide open seas of dusky indigo skies
the remainder of color falls far away
landing upon the edges of bluest water
what is no longer of use for embracing
left to dry in the hot sun are those
seashell souvenirs of the lonely lost
to be placed softly near their ears
singing the voices of their eternity
clear as the summer days must soon fall
they carry them away safe in packages,
far from home the ocean’s sweet memories
far from the heart they keep their love

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