The Tides

Tides

The Tides

The tides pull me home,

I am flowing with the ebbs

There’s no hindrance.

 

I am coming Home.

I am coming

 

No turns,

No detours,

Your sweet embrace

 

A cosy corner,

The dimples of your neck

Fire is the heart,

Best wood for a stove

 

Stay here - 

Make love to the now

Tides

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