Off the river to estuary

The tidal waves linger on

there is a pastel color coming off the paper

I am half a sleep and half in a dream

the river water churns on

There is respite from the heat

the boat is riding the wave forth to see

there is silent love as if stuck in waves

I forget the girls that come and stood

and before the dance offers goats to God

their live long seed stopping something in the midst

for love to come and see at the estuary.

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