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[D]riftwood girl,. [R]unning with the tide. [I] dream of you at sea, sometimes. [F]ar away, sometimes near. [T]o me, but the sea is deep and. [W]ide, lovers memories lost in tide,.
Quiet waves on the empty shore, Paint the canvas of my mind.. An impression of thoughts galore, A place where I unwind.. I feel the sand beneath me sink, As the waves touch my feet..
#movement Where white foamed tipped waves crash upon sand Where Poseidon's touch caresses the land.
On the ocean bed... What strange wonders lie. Brightly colored reefs, And treasure chests I spy. Fish of every colour, Swim in their pairs. Sharks edging closer, And me. I get many stares.
The tides sing a song, As soft as the sky, The pull of the waves, And the clouds way up high. The foam of the surf, Like horses of sea, The salt on the air, Nature's timely decree.
The sea mist rolls in with the tide, Arms round the bay as it tries to hide, Gathering the urchins and crabs and weed Into a grasp they cannot leave.
It swayes and crashes. Giving me goosebumps in rashes,. Hiding all diffrent creatures. Showing off beautiful features,. Carrying a tonne. Being followed by the sun,. Some surf some swim.
Rainbows fresh from the sea, Poseidon laid on a bed of snow, Glistening regiments row by row Singing songs of salty seadogs, Mermaids and mysteries of the deep.