It is the twinkling of the sun
On your raw sea,
That burns you
Like a mirage into my mind.

You build on your wisdom,
Harvesting the waves,
As you stay afloat by
Paddling with my heart
And waving me goodbye.

The ocean of you eyes,
The percussion of your ways,
Has captivated me so completely.
You are my love, comprehensive,
Until I rise and set
Or become tidal.
Christopher Thompson

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