I love you – III

The ocean, you said
You smelt like the ocean
My love, that was but half true.

I draw seashells on my letters;
I find grains of sand in my hair;
My skin tastes of salt.

I stood there one evening,
Watching the sun disappear
You took back the ground
beneath my feet,

With every wave, you left.

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