Like a child who is for the first time seeing the ocean.
The chilly rush of the waves against it’s feet,
but at the same time the warmth of the sand beneath.
The way their scared but that soon changes to comfort.
I am that child and you are my ocean.
You’re the one I run to and from, hoping you will chase me back,
and the deeper I go the more trust I give you.
I can feel your touch on my skin and get chills every time.
And when its time to go I never want to leave, but know I will return soon.
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Wow, this poem is so full of imagery...
I can see this was inspired by a love of yours? Really good write
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