The Sea Calls, The Sea Cools

The grains burn my soles as I walk
I hear a voice call me, I hear a voice talk
Heat seers through me, but I have lost all care
As I walk in this land with no air
I stop, my skin lit by the flames of guilt
And think of all the grief I have built
I look out to see the gallop of blue
And I know what I must do
Hooves crash and thrash and spit white foam
But I move in close to this place I shall soon call home
They grasp my feet in a tight wet hold
I let them pull me down and sink in their cold
They kiss my cheeks and fill my throat, but I do not cry
I just let my limbs fall free and close my eyes


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