The tides draw me
relentlessly,
toward the distant shore.
As the moon moves
effortlessly,
high above the waters.
The winds they blow
recklessly,
tossing this tiny soul.
Yet you usher me
carefully,
all the way home.
It can be harder still
to touch this heart,
deep within my chest,
than within the waters
reach the stillness,
down inside its depths.
Yet, you are the moon,
I am the sea,
and you move me.
~ elr
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