My heart is an ocean of your love.
The bittersweet brine runs through
funnels of my veins,
and seeps into every bone it deprives of.
The sea creatures dance in chains,
like a loop going around my heart.
But it's you I can't keep my eyes off of
as poison plays it's part.
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Gone With The WindPoetry
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