Megan's Bay
Every second moon or so,You wander back to me.
Longing to dive into my ocean
You linger near the shore.
As I emerge from the depths
You come close enough to touch
To taste the mist rising with me.
Once more you rush away
A familiar phantom
A consuming love
I know you'll always return
Just never for long.
Broken again
I glide back into the water
Residing myself to my fate-
To always swim alone.
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