embracing and drifting apart
meeting only for seconds
over our heads seagulls roar
around us soapy foams giggle
will I ever hold you again?
wish once more
I could run into your arms
sometimes, I feel
I am on a journey to you
with a prayer not to reach you
once I reach
what shall I do?
what will you do?
so till death, let me scuttle
between the starting point
and the destination!
Or
let us be a pair of gulls in flight
you forever, staying close to me
as the wind beneath my wings!

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