A light shines bright high above me.
Barely able to make out a face so lovely.
For she is it, and it is she;
The moon that hangs far above me.
As for me?
I am the ocean and sea.
Pulled in by her strong gravity.
I shimmer in sight just below.
Dancing for her, this lonely fellow.
Every night, trying to find the right words to bellow.
Every night I stretch as far as I can reach,
Only to crash against the shore and break along the beach.
For merely her attention I do beseech.
Wanting more of the glimmer I leach.
Under starry sky my darkness hide.
These monster free deep inside.
These creatures of nightmare are those of which I confide,
Though I do not wish them to be my guide.
They whisper "she will never know your love for her is oceans wide,
She cares not how many times you've cried."
She appears and again I pull in the tide.
Forever bound on this endless ride.
Forever reaching, timeless tide.
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