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Irish Sea

The waves carry you and I to meet

each creeps a little closer to my feet

 

                              I am waiting inside the rain for you.*
 

I retreat, stung by approaching tide

I turn my back and try to hide

 

                            The blistered, bitter rain that engulfs me.*
 

Hopelessly pulled back, my mind

succumbs to salty kisses entwined

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