he was vast

<p>‘he was vast’</p> <p><br></p> <p>she rises and falls atop</p> <p>the shallow tides of his chest</p> <p>a little girl once more</p> <p>fingers floating adrift</p> <p>the ocean of his palm</p> <p>fighting the currents</p> <p>once that had born life</p> <p>awaiting now to carry him</p> <p>away.&nbsp;</p> <p><br></p> <p>#barflypoet</p> <p>#josephapinto</p> <p>www.josephpinto.com&nbsp;</p> <p>© Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved.</p> <p>*</p> <p>Poetry served to you raw and unedited from the moment crafted;</p> <p>all poetry is older work and chosen at random unless otherwise noted.</p> <p>*</p> <p>‘Scotch and Scars’ and ‘A Distilled Spirit’ in paperback and Kindle ebook at Amazon.</p> --- Support this podcast: <a href="https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/joseph-pinto3/support" rel="payment">https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/joseph-pinto3/support</a>