The ocean begs me, pleads me then pulls me out -
I am a captive of it's current.
My hope is that I will wash upon your shore and
you will kiss the salt from my lips.
Fold me into your arms and let me press my ear
against your chest,
I want to hear the beating of your heart.
Make love to me, not flesh to flesh, as sex has no
place here right now.
No, instead intertwine your fingers with mine.
Walk with me though the tide pools,
discovering the rich life among the rocky places
and the honesty between ourselves.
Tell me your dreams and I will tell you mine.
Believe in me as a woman and I will believe
in you as a man and the purpose of
our love.
I do not want to return to that cold, silent
world -
keep me warm here with your trust and faith.
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