Lost to the riptide
Do you long to be touched jsut as I do?I feel the ebb and flow of desire against my side,
I am slowly drowning in you ...
Lost to the riptide.
Now listen to the gentle sound of the ocean waves.
Lost to the riptide
Do you long to be touched jsut as I do?Poetry is what is lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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