Her reflection broken,
Her existence predated,
Her lover is the sea,
From when They were created,
The sea reaches out,
She pulls Him close,
But He can never touch this His heavenly host.
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Solitary days and humble nights
PoetryThis is a book of poetry and short story's Book 1
The moon
Her reflection broken,
Her existence predated,
Her lover is the sea,
From when They were created,
The sea reaches out,
She pulls Him close,
But He can never touch this His heavenly host.
