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Ocean Serenade
Salt water as distance teacher.
The ocean does not serenade you. It negotiates — ebb meaning take, flow meaning give back, horizon meaning you cannot finish looking.
I watch from shore, old enough to want freedom and old enough to fear depth.
Magenta at dusk is not romance only. It is receipt: day ending, creatures continuing without your approval.
Forever increasing is declined. Accurate is returning to the same edge changed by salt.
The tide keeps its argument with the sand.
JV · Dark Heart Labs