BLUE WOMB OF THE OCEAN

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Lamia Berki

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Smouldering of a pearl
In a mellifluous shell of oyster
Inundated with the pattern of tides
Makes me wonder how deep
Was the abyss
Of your chaotic passage's rites
How many times you sloped up
From the deepest desires of th'infinite blue
To the ephemeral motions of the tides
Surrounded by the clammy dew?
Was it so long before
You found a chokepoint to breathe
Through the wings of your shell,
When you stuck in your very point
To choke on the surface of your deepest breadth?
You, not entirely awake
Beyond the reflection of your candle
Under the flaring lake
Are beaming and calling me
To the edge of our pattern-free tides
To make everymoon jealous of us.
Unbendingly pure you are,
What a pleasure to be cognizant of
Who you are.

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