Walkways stretch out
miles in between
the island I eye
across the concrete sea
I wasn’t surprised
knowing you’d be there
Topographically correct
Was never the sum of you and me
But
Once my feet hit the ground
and my eyes spotted you
the solid piece of land
I can’t help
but float to
Intuition guided
Fates waves crashing
Under the Blue Moon
which brought me back to you
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