Shallow sharks kept me on the sandbar
Afraid to jump, afraid to swim.
Rejecting love, counting fins.
You blended in with your
matching scaly skin.
How could I trust
again when
true love
sins.
About the Creator
Kale Sinclair
Author | Poet | Husband | Dog Dad | Nerd | Zen Practitioner
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