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Jun 2014
I stand at the edge,
See the beauty before my eyes,
Further than the eye can see.

Her waters wash over my feet,
Crests break before my waiting eyes,
Enticing me in to her hypnotic depths.

My bare feet in deeper,
Submerged are they now,
As her waters caress my waist line,
Washing my troubles away.

She entices me,
I feel her grip upon my body,
She wishes me to be with her,
Mind,
Body,
And soul.

I take the final step,
Her water wash over my hair,
I feel at peace now,
as her water surround me,
I breath her in.

I panic for a moment,
But then we are one,
As I float away in her gentle waters,
We were separate,
But she washed my troubles away,
And now we are one.
Poetic T
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