across the Atlantic
my heart of hearts
beams with warmth
it is raining outside
making the streets of Porto
slick and dangerous
it is cold
but I cannot feel it
it is grey
but I am filled with reds
and oranges and purples
and passion
I send the seagulls
with a message for you
sleeping so small
in our big bed
I would take your hand
inside mine forever
if you would allow it
I am
asking.
10/13/2019 AAW
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