A scrape on the hull
The land and the sea
Are distant from me
I'm in the sky
Thoughts are like pearls
When flags are unfurled
When we're in the dark
I'll ride you like the ark
Because you're mine
Maps can be poems
When you're on your own
And distance is Braille
And all that entails
I'm in the sky
Empty as a page
As high as the stage
As full as the room
When we're in the spoon
Cicadas and gulls A scrape on the hull The land and the sea Are distant from me I'm in the sky Thoughts are like pearls When flags are unfurled When we're in the dark I'll ride you like the ark Because you're mine Maps can be poems When you're on your own And distance is Braille And all that entails I'm in the sky Empty as a page As high as the stage As full as the room When we're in the spoon Explain Request ×
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