I am your Wave you are My Shore
In visions of volatility
When passions spew
With directionless splendor
I am at times love lost
Left away from your firmity
When anger swims me
Even when I should stay
In our ocean
Away from your shore
I am compelled
To swim land parallel
Fighting the tug of tows
Until at last I am splashing
In front of you
Waves lapping
As my wave caresses
The toe of your shore
And I feel at home at last
Poetry by Kee Zealy
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Written on 2010-02-07 at 21:01
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