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Thinking of you -
my soul a deep blue ocean,
yearning with the song of whales,
straining against the tide of separation.
Near you -
my stomach becomes a deep sea diver,
a beach fills my lungs,
and I swear my heart could power an ocean liner.
Without you -
my mind a sailor lost at sea,
an oyster in its shell,
washed up on the shore with the other debris.
my soul a deep blue ocean,
yearning with the song of whales,
straining against the tide of separation.
Near you -
my stomach becomes a deep sea diver,
a beach fills my lungs,
and I swear my heart could power an ocean liner.
Without you -
my mind a sailor lost at sea,
an oyster in its shell,
washed up on the shore with the other debris.
Love, or obsession?
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Short, simple, to the point, and good choices of words. Descriptive. But I like how you kept with the ocean theme. Well done. 