Ocean Love

The beating of the heart calls
To the harmony of the pounding wave.
The wet sand tickles the toes
With hands of Eros,
While the languid touch of waves
Bring philia to the mind.
The wisps of salty wind
Sting the scars of past time,
But the set of the sun
Reflects in its waters the amour of the future-
The coming and going of tides
Is like love.
It neither stays nor leaves,
But rests deep in the bottom of the sea,
Waiting to be retrieved.

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