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Dec 2015
Water woman floats in her sea
Siren calling to something deep in me
******* buoyed by the enveloping tide
Cats cradle arms hold to me inside

Waves of passions and tides of merge
Waters of our bodies mingle on the verge
Of dissolving our dreams to sensual motion
Found and loss our own warm ocean

Quiet my soul, carry me home to your far shores
Quench my thirst, soak through my pores
Make my dreams float, drown my sorrow
Water woman, water woman, if only tomorrow
Benjamin Ian  Maclean
Written by
Benjamin Ian Maclean  North East London
(North East London)   
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