Lying in the dark
I imagine the sea
Several hundred miles out.
And it imagines me
Here.
The sound drifts to me,
Like sleep clouds over.
Breathe in,
The sea rolls it's wave
Deep within her cheek.
Breathe out,
The tide rolls out,
Its fingers pulling at the sand
Here beside you
I hear the ocean.
And inside your sleep,
I drift away.
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