The sea

She looks into his eyes
a raging storm within
a look so soft and sweet
where the sand and feet meet

A tear drop falls
brings the storm to a peace
his thoughts deep
barely staying above the waves

She swam at such depth
her hand took his
their bodies winding down
their eyes getting tired

few bubbles hit surface
one last kiss laid on their lips
as their heads laid upon the ocean floor
their minds were at peace

their love is not dead
it is in the current of the sea
thats the life and freedom we feel
they are what keeps the seal.

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