Tuesday, March 11, 2014

the pull of the full moon



I have seen the depths that wash your edges,
the waves & their foam that color your shores.
Sharp rocks lining your soft, inviting sands.

I have heard the calming lapping of your waters.
The roaring sea as a storm brews.
The tide and its consistent measures.

I have felt the current sweeping me under.
I have seen the ground through your shallow, crystal clear pools. 

I have ran from your waves attempting to hit my feat,
but then gently submerged myself into you. 

I have been pulled under your swells and been breathless.
I have tread in your waters but still been able to feel.

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