she
is
the ocean
i
am
the shore
she
washes
over me
i
lose
the
jagged pieces
they
break off
and
sink
into
her depths
in
losing those bits
we both
become
whole
she
is
the ocean
i
am
the shore
she
washes
over me
i
lose
the
jagged pieces
they
break off
and
sink
into
her depths
in
losing those bits
we both
become
whole
Mike's Manic Word Depot 
This is sublime
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my favorite possible word for a poem. thank you so much. so much.
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I love this Mike, I really do
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thank you Tara. it didn’t come out quite right upon a reread. but like the ocean, it will return completely different I’m sure
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