A Sweet Nothing for a Melancholic by Timothy Hamilton

Forget, for today, for now,
Life on the edge of this abyss,
Look out across a gentle embrace
Of great terrors and petty pleasures.

Forget, for today, for now,
Your hunt for monsters of the deep,
Look upon a sea moonstruck
By the wind, sky, and stars.
Lay your hand against my heart,
Feel the beating of the waves of a sea
Lost in desire—
waiting for the sun.

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