Why does the moon
Bring you towards me (my sweet ocean)
Only to pull you away?

A trick of tide. A tease!
Even as the Breeze [me] reaches out
From across sandy beaches
Tickeling the surface
and licking the waves.
Urging you one droplet at a time
Into the heavens
That we may dance amoung dying stars
Giggling as we swirl
Through the beauty of their
Ethreal mortality.

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