whisper white waves
gentle roaring
inorexibly closer--
wind softly sighing
like the breath on my neck
urging closer--
the night! the night!
in the dark dark figures stir
shades of hoodligans
laughter on the sand
doing private things in public places
much like we--
sticky sweet and natural
life swimming teeming
I am the Ocean
heaving sighing
inorexible
night consumes
never satisfied
but closer, closer
white waves whisper
gentle wet
soft now
sweet still hungry
lapping gentle
ever beating heart
street lights blink against the dawn
in eyes the night lives on
Inside the Belljar
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