Unmoored

Only do not make goodbyes,
But look for me in sleep,
In dream, in tides
Of slumber, sweet and deep.

To make two rivers meet,
Where no diverting is forbidden.
Water’s clumsy feet
Leaves that frost unbitten.

I will wait for you, if time
Grays my eyes and breath.
Fling down this dam, this crime,
That diverts this stream to death.

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