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For Kristina Woodhill.

by V. Blake

we stand,
upside-down
for hours.

watch the
sun
divide the
sea
as it
sets.

meridian
between
kite-
surfers
and
kiss-
seekers.

in this
place,
citrus
and
salt,
where all
good things
have
been,

i look back
at you,
and
suddenly
know:

there is
no thing
we should
have said.

05/20/2013

Author's Note: https://pathetic.org/poem/1367083018

Posted on 05/20/2013
Copyright © 2024 V. Blake

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Joe Cramer on 05/20/13 at 09:01 PM

... outstanding.....

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 05/21/13 at 01:27 AM

Fascinating piece, Vince. Thank you.

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