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Sea dance

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You sometimes take more space inside my mind,
then roll away to where I can not find,
as if you are an ocean of some kind

Where does the sea begin, where does she end?
The waves are always moving towards sand
in an eternal dance of sea and land.

Figurative sense

We were both students then,
you the best in grammar,
teaching me a lot;
me too eager to learn.

After a few lessons
we fell in love perhaps,
(you said so, I felt I
owed you in return) .

β€œLove can grow,” so you said,
β€œto a much larger state,
if you let nature be,
if you start love afresh.”

Then you took me upstairs
where proudly you showed me
what a metaphor is
well expressed in the flesh.

πŸ˜‰

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