Written by Emily Harstone | September 13, 2016
Her body has not been found
Terrestrial by dawn, aquatic by dusk…
A journey ahead drowns fear beneath.
Colors passed her, an ever-waking sea.
I want to live here forever
A siren sang to the sea
Caught in web of blues and horizon
Another dawn spoke of her humanity.
Another morning spoke to her humanity.
Listening to the ocean’s love language.
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Her body has not been found
Terrestrial by dawn, aquatic by dusk…
A journey ahead drowns fear beneath.
Colors passed her, an ever-waking sea.
I want to live here forever
A siren sang to the sea
Caught in web of blues and horizon
Another dawn spoke of her humanity.
Another morning spoke to her humanity.
Listening to the ocean’s love language.