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Aug 31 · 252
the ocean
tania Aug 31
I’ve always loved the ocean.
The way it cradles the shore with gentle waves,
Glinting under the pale moonlight.
How it hums a lullaby, steady and soothing,
pulling at my heartstrings with every flow.

The canvas of blue is endless,         
Shifting hues on the horizon.
A mirror to the soul, vast and unfathomable.
Aug 30 · 658
missing
tania Aug 30
The only poems I’ve ever wanted to read
Were the brief stanzas of our texts.

I crave you
Like the Earth craves the Sun’s warmth.
Without you,
I feel dark, lost and incomplete.

You’re cold
But I want to warm you
Just as you warmed me with your presence
When we talked and shared,
When we loved and all.

— The End —