Heaven I heave at her back
sit on me
as the moon floats above I am drawn
deeply in and pushed out
with out sound as the waves.
Adoring eye's never seen
from where I am held I slide into unseen
pearls on a string held
brightly in knotts.
Their is no air where I breath
can you feel
all the salt as it sprays
up as foam on the waves
such is your life in the sea.
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