Yr Crackle Laughter

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You’re too far

I won’t own you, though I do owe you

You’ll lull me to placidity with yr laughter

.

You have, dear,

Divinity’s fire crackle,

A soft splash across distant shores,

The deepest breaths lead back to

Tide pools to dwell on,

And a dry bog to stand on.

I do owe you

All me