Freeverse 127

7/21/19

if I had a ton of love to give
I'd make it crawl to you
a whale bleeding blue tears of joy
the saddest watercolor of them all
with high-pitched squeaks of anguish
transformed by love into squeaky songs
for the harpoon was a boomerang
but for now my love is a sardine
until our lives go for a swim together
and get lost in the depths of the ocean

(this poem was originally submitted for the 6/2019 Ekphrastic Challenge by Rattle)

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