You are an ocean, uncertain in your moods and churning with mystery.
I am entrenched in your restless tides, a pattern of not belonging, resurfacing, drowning.
Reckless, you drag my heart to the depths,
A watery tomb subject to tempests.

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Embody Me
PoetryA series of emotional poems that aim to make your soul feel something.
Tides
You are an ocean, uncertain in your moods and churning with mystery.
I am entrenched in your restless tides, a pattern of not belonging, resurfacing, drowning.
Reckless, you drag my heart to the depths,
A watery tomb subject to tempests.