Poetry

Limitless Depths

The depth of the obsidian
ocean was limitless.
Slipping beneath the surface
didn’t feel like drowning,
it felt like going home.

© Sarah Doughty

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27 thoughts on “Limitless Depths”

  1. Sarah, you make somber sexy…

    Especially here:

    “Slipping beneath the surface
    didn’t feel like drowning,
    it felt like going home.”

    I loved every line, but the above lines totally lured me in. Thank you.

    Liked by 1 person

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