
Love comes in waves.
*
Sometimes we
Drown.
*
Sometimes
We sit on the
Beach and check
For another concussion.
*
Sometimes we sit
The next waves
Out and
Watch
The
Love
Roll by
As it bleeds
Into the sand.
*
Sometimes
The waves
Leave us
Empty
Shells
As we pick
Them up
And pace
Another beach.
*******
Love for
The wave
will
Return
and the
Memories
Of the alien
Fish
Below
The
Waves
As you fall
Again and again
Below the
Surface
Of
Another
Loving wave.



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