the struggle

the mood has drifted out to sea
the rough waters tearing us apart
bitter cold winds thrashing against us
both longing for the comfort of the river

river of the lovers, passion lives at sea
passion of the coral reefs
passion of the tidal waves
but stuck in a whirlpool of things unsaid

how much more of this can we take
looking for the winds and the rain
for the whirlpool and the waves
knowing we will fail, craving the pain

the pain we know we deserve
paddling as fast as we could into the sea
unexpected sea, inexperienced lovers
naive to the torment of devotion



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