He says .
Take my hand
She says .
Across the wall
Built against oceans
I make this boat
Patch work left wounded
Stitches and sails unfolded
It's dark here
The storm comes from her eyes
She becomes a light house
He said I see you
She said
Come .
Lights faltering
In and out through the haze
I can be your sun rise
But as I sit the sun only sets
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