Your laughter ropes me in
Like the tide at sunset
Gentle,
Yet strong enough to make me feel dizzy
Criss cross patterns on my heart, ripples on my skin;
The birds cry out a song of woe
As the ocean breeze carries me safely to shore
But I don’t want to return
So I go back in again.
Dec 3, 2018
Dec 3, 2018 at 6:46 PM UTC
Your laughter ropes me in
Like the tide at sunset
Gentle,
Yet strong enough to make me feel dizzy
Criss cross patterns on my heart, ripples on my skin;
The birds cry out a song of woe
As the ocean breeze carries me safely to shore
But I don’t want to return
So I go back in again.
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