Surges...


I had a dream we were together. As the surf came rolling in. Tumbling and spilling over the rocks on an isolated stretch of beach. You were the rock. Which effortlessly broke up the powerful surf into soft surges. And I was the wave. Pushing my overflowing love into every open space and crack. Searching relentlessly for an opening. A weakness to enter. Again and again. Over and over. All day. All night. Hopelessly. For an eternity. Wearing you down until you disappeared. Losing all I ever loved...

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