cool unwavering gentle impulses
like the foamy remnants of a lazy retreating wave
that bid me, demand of me, call to me.
Just subtle nudges,
infinitely small,
lost inside of a forgotten corner of my mind.
--Lingering in my heart
I am yours.
eternally-- a
never ending possession by you, of you, and with you.
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