Timing The Tides Of My Ocean Poem by cody charette
Timing The Tides Of My Ocean
she has not said a word
but everything is known
i look into her eyes
and see vast oceans of emotion
the tides turning red
time is dead
dead still
the course of an hour
lasts a mere minute
i cannot forget
the white rose i threw in it
soft tears fall
tissue alone can't stop them
eyes run red
almost dead
void of life
but less emotion
ill always remember
the days of my ocean.
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