Poems by Mathew Fouts

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  • When you stare into the sea, what is it you find?
    Literally an ocean, or metaphor of the mind...

  • Gentle winds brush against my ear,
    that carry your hymn telling me you are near...

  • We lay in bed, our bodies tangle, I gaze into your...
    A look of love, of happiness that history belies...