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Your Ocean

If I am the boat then you are the sea,
I sit back and let your waves consume me.
Your breath slowly pushing my sails,
toward the steady light across the horizon.

I'm coming home as fast as the wind will take me.
and I still hear you calling me in my dreams.
Or Is that the wind whispering in my ear?
Soon I will be home to you my dear.

The light In the skies,
Is nothing compared to the light In your eyes.
Your waves embrace has never felt so soothing.
I'm coming home as fast as the wind will take me.





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