ocean musings
ocean musings crash
in tandem with the water
salt spray tastes like tears.
she's cerulean,
her memory is rising,
tainting your thoughts blue
just like the sea's tide,
thoughts of her come with the moon
her and the sea, one.
she has become it,
where she was once just like you,
she is now ocean.
and you search for blue
*stumbled across this little tidbit in my saved drafts, I dunno what challenge it was from but it's here now, so enjoy! :)
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