Literary Yard

Search for meaning

By: Angelo McCabe


As you move and go away
You divide me in two,
Into the night and
Into the day
By your sun
and the moon and stars
that are
Your eyes …
Your eyes of blue
That I love,
That fill me.

And Time flies
when I am with you
as I rock back and forth
like the pounding waves
that crash and break
onto your shores.


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