...and so it goes...

catefrancescatefrances Posts: 29,003
edited March 2008 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
she wades out from the shore and wonders
what she has gotten herself into
as the water level rises and the waves strike her body
she can feel it grow within her being
this thing will not go away
it grows and mutates and consumes her being
when the sea wraps its hand around her face she realises
she is in too deep. she has always been in this way too deep.
but she is content with it. to have it surround her and subsume her
its tentacles caress her ankles and draw her in further
until it is all that she exists for. she is defined by this moment. this situation.
and nothing she says. nothing she thinks. no advice she is given will change anything.
this is the tide. and the moon. her magnetic north. the place where she falls that she feels so right in.
hear my name
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
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