He waded through the water

anxious, like flame in the wind. 

The molecules engulfed his feet 

entirely, washing his sin. 

The night's stars were gleaming

bright, crying out to him. 

Yesterday he was reaching

out, the stars were turning dim. 

Water kissed his scarred knees

heavily, he fell into the sea. 

The sun began it's rising,

high, lighting what would be.

His sin anchored his heart 

deep, he sunk to the floor. 

His love he lost in the stars

And innocence evermore. 




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