Away
Faraway
The edge of Eastern Canada
I saw conch shells
I thought of Enmore fishermen
In my half awake mind
You do not leave ever
I wonder what it wold have been like
Under the stary skies
Just once
That you broke your oath
That you do not resist yourself like this lighthouse against waves
Like the bird that flies accross continents
Or John Cabot 1492
You discovered
That thing once again
This act called love
Once lost cannot be regained
Just that imaginary line crosses Nova Scotia to Guyana
Yes love!
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