When only the stars shine,
the winds’ whispered rhyme
echos across the land
as the sea longs for the moon.
The magnetic pull
weaves their fates together,
intertwining them for eternity.
The moon chases the earth,
as the sea reaches up,
forever trying to find each other.
With the crashing tide,
And wisps of wind,
Rain melts all there was.
And all that will ever be.
As water rises in the sea.
Moving mountains,
Falling fountains,
Whispers of time,
And whatever is mine.
Holding power,
A complex shower,
Drawn to the sky,
A magnet within a sigh.
The gleam I know all too well,
With words to say, stories to tell.
Wrapping around me,
Rooted in denial,
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