A Map of The World

I see only in divisions.

The maths of name and lines.

Watching the water hold everything.

A finger traces the longing from.

A thin line or touches stolen.

Until a warm breath leaves in a rush.

The corner lifts in sigh.

3 thoughts on “A Map of The World

  1. let me know and leave a poem link if you wish…
    I would be super happy to have your talent shared and appreciated by fellow poets.

    • it has been a very busy last couple of weeks, and I am now just getting into the swing of things again, perhaps next week, once the dust has settled.

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