Muffled Sea

Whenever I think of you, it takes me to a solemn place. I indulge in you. I hope you know that I took you seriously, even through all the times you only took yourself so.

I almost drowned in your palm-spotted ocean. Even now, if I let your water cling to my feet, my heels would dig into your sand as would Achilles. But even you know how I always, always keep my head above water. Your sparkling sea always looked upon this fondly, as many times as it tried to beckon me into its depths of promised safety. But you forgot that Achilles was a warrior. I yearn not from afar and never will I yearn from within. This I swear.

6/7/23

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