Soul of Ocean

January 30, 2018

It was a fleeting romance,

My main memory is her lips,

The salt water heavy on my own,

It should have prepared me,

For the damage her crashing waves did,

She was a hurricane and I didn’t notice,

She tasted of salt water,

And I thought I could bear the current.

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Comments (2)

Locke1Jan 31, 2018

<p>Thank you so much.</p>

TamingOfSeaWolvesJan 30, 2018

<p>this is beautiful!</p>