You stand
horible on some rocky shore
with wind and water
lashing you through eternity.
Along I come, 
a gust against your holey
side and I intrude
into your inmost recesses
blowing sand and waterdrops
against their tender crevices
cutting away through 
the eternity 
you have existed
I am ephemeral, one second
eternally felt
as i race through 
your crannies leaving only
the deepest untouched. 
She fills in the places that 
I have missed 
When the moon pulls the tide in
at high tide you lay submerged
in her icy depths 
I blow over her skin 
creating ripples in her
whch channel through 
your holes and ease
the pain I ripped through
as I gusted

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beautiful....absolutely beautiful

it flows so perfectly... a true peice of of being.. i love it..

Hmm.. This piece makes me think..

That makes it good.

        Lonely, beautiful and .... rewarding :)

this poem makes me feel like I'm in a dreamscape.. I can see the imagery in
my mind, and it's just harmonious..

(linked to the new poetry conf)

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