Because Sometimes I Miss Him and Write Poetry.

I miss the man like the beach misses the sea

Waiting for my soul to one day meet his sweet, evading reverie.


It kisses the grains of sand before escaping away

Only to come back where his lover patiently waits.


The cycle continues as the Earth continues to spin on

Together they rise, only to fall back apart.


Emptiness fills the space of where they once were

When the waters finds the need to run back afar


“Come back, oh Lover,come invading into my soul,

Drowning me until to you i’m utterly sold.”


Through the waves of  your neverending tides

Together is where we’ll be found, side by side. ”



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