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Riptide


Like a crazed banshee,

nothing is as wild and as unforgiving as the ocean,

tumultuous, fierce, relentless, an uncontrollable temptress,

she has lured many men to their deaths,

and yet she is still captivating,

how can something as deadly and dangerous be so inviting and beautiful at the same time,

the roar of her voice,

the almighty power she holds,

a force to be reckoned with,

and if you were in her grip in a storm,

you would certainly perish,

I am smitten with her,

I have tasted her salty venom,

worn her wave bruises on me like battle’s scars,

I know you well,

when I was young you tried to take me under,

with your fierce grip, to your dark depths,

but I did not give you the pleasure,

and to despite your murderous attempt,

I still love you, everything about you,

beautiful and deadly,

dangerous and so inviting,

spread out as far as the eye can see,

you are my everything,

I don’t miss a day without seeing you,

you have probably seen me watching you,

but I now only worship you from afar,

you have tasted my fear,

and you want more,

I will only give you the mutual respect,

I know how hungry you can be,

but I also know you can also be calm and peaceful,

and that’s when I know your plotting your revenge,

and when the tide’s have turned,

and I plant my feet back onto that wet sand,

feel your touch lapping at my toes,

we will met again my lady,

oh yes, we will meet again.

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tim rochow

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