Sunday

tofino

You and me and she and he
well, them and us - or me
and you three; we
went on a trip together
chasing gorgeous sunlit
weather, driving, diving
psychadelic riding our way
on the Friend Ship in a sea
of bliss and twining fingers
and echoing lips, bodies
side by side, hide by hide
locks of hair blocking the
soul inside one another as we
connected sister and brother
all gazing as one at moving
sands and crashing waves
upon the land and foreign
men in foreign hats point
to places not on maps but
we know more than photos
show as we read stories writ
in air and twinkling stars
shared dreams down upon
the earth to tell us
no you are not limited
to dirt or ocean, crust or core
there will always be more
in store and love awaiting
in strangers' hearts, to be
unleashed in stranger parts
of unknown land you've yet
to explore - my dear, fear not,
there's always more.

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