of whose beauty i am not

December 20th, 2011 @ 11:44 PM

sequins glimmering off the coast
in the moonlight
on crests of waves

crashing into shores,
breaking as a tide
against the sand.

i once asked you to carry me away
into that fantastical sparkle,
but you broke me in that foam
and washed me into the sand.

i love you for what i am not.
i would die for your eternity.

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