Ocean

There is a sort of yearning,

My heart feels for you.

Almost like the ocean burning,

Creating reflections of many hues.

This probably doesn’t make sense to you,

Well, it doesn’t make sense to me too.

I thought i would drown you,

Overwhelmed by the shades of my blue.

But you brought warmth instead,

Showed me what we could do.

There’s only one thing left to say,

I love you darling, a little more everyday.

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