The Shore

By: Shelbi Henny

I was just 
about to drown
calling into the 
premonition that you
found
collecting paintings 
designed to keep me 
in the Mona Lisa
Trickling the 
anxiety to never 
lose you 
this love 
so peaceful
so unique and 
uplifting
to caving in 
rose petals 
and the obscure 
tenacity that 
defines us
to be unsure
and aware that love 
conjures spirits 
of everything 
you never
had before
haunting you to be 
happy
when you once couldn't 
remember those 
moments
when you are no longer
the only one 
that 
provides security
and a heart of gold
when you both 
yearn to 
be loved properly 
you find each other
to swim past shore

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