by Marybeth Rua-Larsen

The ocean pearls its oysters
The ocean smoothes its shells
I let the tide unrib me
I swell into its swells

I should have loved with fury
I should have stormed your boat
But I treasured calm above all
And love Ė it doesnít float

Forgive me. I canít hear you
Forgive me. I wonít lie
My bones will bleach to coral
Released in rockabye

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