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Waters End
I stood down by the ocean, The tide broke at my feet. She summons me to enter, So the two of us may meet. I start to go in deeper, Caressed at every turn. She lifts the weight of worry, And takes away concerns. The frosty bite of nightfall, Trails goose bumps on my skin. Distracts me from the present, As the waves except me in. Submerged and taken over, A light that shines within. I stare out in the bleakness, Yet I feel as though were kin. Oh peaceful, haunting feeling, Allow me to consume. I take that…given freely, Release me from my doom. Fear does not have presence, I left it on the shore. Without a willing body, It’s nothing at its core. She carries me with caution, Out into the deep. Senses my belonging, I thought I heard her weep. Light begins to filter, The breaking of the dawn. I float to the horizon, Where the heat will keep me warm. A tender, loving feeling As my eyes begin to close… She went and kept her promise, I met her, in her home.
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