today nothing matters

but I have woken

I need the healing waters of the sea

salt breath whispering to my aching soul

that nothing matters but that I am not alone

today I will hold your hand

tobacco stained

dark black with soil

and earth in your finger nails

today nothing matters

than we will share the stories of our souls

as we sit on ancient limestone rocks

and hear the rhythm of the waves

on falling sands

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