You love me
how the moon loves the tides.
I am all pull and retreat,
a chaos of salt and longing.
You remain constant as the shore,
letting me ruin you
again and again,
never once raising a wall
against my inevitable leaving.
What strange creatures we are—
you, solid as faith,
me, forever dissolving
at my own edges.
#shortpoetry
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