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Sep 2016
The ocean loves the beach
But only the edge in its reach
In and out all day long
Making love deep, when tide is strong

Brings her gifts to her shore
Shells and driftwood, passion pours
Beautiful baubles he often leaves
Some delivered by ocean breeze

Occasionally angry, tidal surge
Or needs deep entry, tsunami splurge
Hurricane force destroys and bends
Spends the rest of the year, making amends.

Love and hate, codependent
Cannot divorce, no defendant
Forced to share the same place
The beach is, my favorite place.
The Fire Burns
Written by
The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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   Doug Potter
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