Lines upon lines
In an endless sea
Of beauty…
The wind calls to me,
Hails my name,
As it blows on my face.
I navigate the water
In search of your heart,
Your soul, You.
I hear your voice
On the wind,
In the current.
Call to me,
Guide me
On our map of love.
This piece was written by
the five-sentence
fiction (FSF) prompt "MAPS" by Lillie McFerrin
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