Crimson Tide
A great wave has come.
I could not see her,
I did not hear her,
I would not feel her.
Yet she crashed upon my heart
with the force of the sea,
ripping and tearing,
and I was defenseless.
I could not understand it,
a day before, I swam happily,
at peace in her calm waters.
We kissed, we laughed, we cried,
and we loved.
Suddenly, she pulled back from me,
for I had pushed her away.
I reached out to her,
longing to feel her embrace.
And then she crashed into me,
with the weight of the sun,
I was pushed away and under,
shock and pain filling me.
I was betrayed by my heart,
and by the sea herself,
yet I longed for another chance,
a chance to swim with her again.
She wont have me again,
she refuses to try,
yet I am to remain close,
to sit on the beach,
and look out over the tides.
As the water ebbs away,
my friends are sorrow and pain,
and I regret the very things
that caused this catastrophe.
And yet,
I still long to swim again,
as bliss is only found
in her crimson tides.
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