Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Breaking promises

Smiling, I sent you my goodbye
in a cork-stopped glass bottle.
Hoping the tide reaches you,
I made tiny waves in the air.
The wind blew even stronger
upon the big white sails.
I turned around and promised myself
that I would never look back.
After all, all ships must set sail some time.

My bottle is cast ashore.

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