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Sep 2014
I stare at the water
eyes as wide as the oceans themselves --

Each set of waves entices me
like a lover reaching out her hand
beckoning from underneath
the crisp white duvet cover
to join her.

Come to me and let go.
Come to me and forget.

She is warm
and I feel safe in her presence
though I should feel
a numbing chill
deep in my chest.

Come to me and let go
Come to me and forget.

I reach for her hand
but instead am swept into a
quick
cold
kiss.

The water had stared back at me
ready to engulf this doe-eyed romantic
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