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The Tide

February 3, 2010
By believe* BRONZE, Regina, Other
believe* BRONZE, Regina, Other
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I take my red lounging chair
and set it on my porch.

I wait.
I wait.
I wait.

For the tide to come in,
and show your reflection...
It's the only thing that gets me by.

The curves of your lips.
The reflection of me,
in your eyes.

I won't forget the day
the tide came in.
I saw your face.

I felt it.
I felt it.
I felt it.

Love.


The author's comments:
Well, It's my first piece of writing, pretty terrible, but I try.

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