cymer

cymer, a confluence of two rivers.

if one ran different, if each thought were deeper.

tide pools, north and south,

the moon fills and the current

stops a while.

our river runs east to west and as the tide pools,

stops a while.

mixing.

take a leaf, watch a swallow, we could be different.

let the rush stop, stand a while, let us mingle,

north to south, east and west.

no barriers.

sbm.

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