Joanna Jet Me And You 691 90%

But here, in the marrow of this hour, Your voice is a spire reaching for the 691st dawn. You say, “Build us a raft from the splinters of ships,” And I, a fool for the muse, gather broken mast and moonlight, Sewing the sails from the shroud of history.

We are the ghosts of the harbor, you see, Swallowed by the weight of 691 years, Our bones laced with brine and ballads of the damned. The oystercatchers croon, “You and I, you and I,” A refrain older than your name, older than my need To name the stars as they drown in your hair. joanna jet me and you 691

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