The Sea of Love
these waters
have lain too long
without inlet or release
no wind has stirred this
placid body
no waves have crashed
passionately upon her shores
where are the dangerous rip tides?
where are the swirling pools?
in repose induced by
the passing of time
I will breathe upon her lips
I will brush against her cheek
I will set in motion once again
the crashing breakers that I seek
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