Her ShoresA Poem by Deej
I crash onto you. Over and over. Seeping into your sand, leaving you shimmering in the sun. Shining, then fading. The curl and lip, the good touch. We are wet again. I crash onto you. Over and over. Begging to become one; eternal motion. Succumbing only to you, each time I fall. © 2009 Deej |
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