The Ocean
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I miss the ocean.
The way his strong arms wrap around me as I swim.
The trust that he will hold me up when I lie down on him.
I miss the ocean.
The way his tousled dark hair gets caught between my fingers.
The distinct aroma of his body still seems to linger.
I miss the ocean.
The way he holds me in the sea foam
And the way he makes me feel at home.