Thoughts So Free

We’ve been over the waves and under the sea,
into the cold darkness, and have fought back to the sun.
Maybe that romantic love is not for us, but more than friends,
maybe veterans of the same war, who know the same wounds.
I would lay with you beneath the sky, looking up at the stars
and let our thoughts be blown like dandelion seeds into
the solar winds and freely germinate on some better world.
Simple pleasure shared, just like children, just thoughts so free.
Maybe up in this mountain meadow we wouldn’t hear the waves
that tried to drown us, suck us into the shadows, that blotted the sun.
Maybe the waves will not even be a dull roar, and we can love the sun.
Love each other, as old soldiers tired of war, as old friends.

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