What were we?
Was I an oyster on your shore?
You picked me up and opened my shell
You saw the hidden pearl within
Surviving through the storms of sand
Was I a book on your shelf?
Freshly printed, unopened
Your fingers gently skimmed through my pages
While your arms held my binding close
Was I a curse upon your soul?
Were my words too dark for your heart to hold?
Did they cast a shadow over your eyes,
Keeping you from spelling my lines?
I hope I was a soft summer breeze
Whispering in a tongue unknown
The sun gently kissing your skin
The feeling of a warm hug you'll always hold
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Posted Apr 2, 2026, 10:01 AM UTC
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