Would you believe I searched for poems written about hurricanes and found none that conveyed

the waves of emotion that crash onto the shores of my loved ones heart
Not one mentioned how
smoothly the waves curl onto each other time after time with no break in the tides
These unbroken chains of water molecules seemingly whole reminds me of the way my love strings her words together to transfix my mind to meet here there. On the whitest of sands
Meeting the bluest of salty waters
Rhythm is heard in the crashes of waves
My love takes my hearts hand with her pen
She kisses my forehead with her sapient conscience
Feeding my libidinous urges
With suggestions of the verbal sort
Get comfortable, comfortable…get comfortable, comfortable…Let’s distance your pride…me fall in love with your mind…get comfortable, comfortable

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