Tides

The tide rushes in
I feel your embrace.
The tide rushes out
You pull away and hide.
The tide rushes in
I feel your toes touch mine
The tide rushes out
The night is cold and lonely without you.
The tide rushes in
Your hand intertwines mine
And the energies flow between us,
Just like the tide.


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