Sep 2017
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The Sea and you are Sisters,
your eyes Green as she.
Her waves skip like your kisses.
Soft, rhythmic, with gentleness,
soothing my tempest.
You are daughters of the Moon.
© Pagan Paul (2016/2017)
The Sea and you are Sisters,
your eyes Green as she.
Her waves skip like your kisses.
Soft, rhythmic, with gentleness,
soothing my tempest.
You are daughters of the Moon.
© Pagan Paul (2016/2017)
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7-5-7
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7-5-7
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(Bristol, England)
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