WHEN ONE HAS PERSPECTIVE AND THE OTHER JUST THE SHELL

Sun shines over sea shell. One holds an echo
and the other; a memory of how it felt
beneath the wave, before it dug up the word

drought.

From this angle, I can see the water considering
its return, but I hold the perspective of distance
and the shell; only sand. And that echo of the sun

burning.

Sun shines over sea shell and somewhere I recall
how lip trembled at just the thought of your tongue.

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