The Language of The Ocean
Let the ocean's waves be my promise: a love that crashes on your shore, not in a single moment, but in an endless, moving, forever more current, pulling me to you. Beneath the surface, still and deep, a realm of hidden secrets weep. While waves of emotion swell and sweep, reflecting storms across the deep. Our hearts, like shores, know the sea's command the ebb and flow of connecting hand-in-hand. One moment close, washed by a wave so deep, then drawn apart, the distance left to keep.
Copyright © Graylen Tyler | Year Posted 2025
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