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 Mar 2017
Hannah
My darling tell me,
would you fear me,
if I told you
that I am the Black Sea?
Would you hold me,
and sing me to sleep,
rocking me gently,
as you slip beneath?
I promise to be swift,
as I ease you beneath,
these blackened waters
of this salty sea.
I won't stop you
from fleeing,
if you'd like to be free,
but my darling,
hear my softened plea?
I love you more
than the trees,
or the bees,
and you are the key
to my heart in the sea.
I hope you agree
that we'll both pay the fee,
to surrender
to our love beneath me;
The Black Sea .

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