Ah, the ebb and flow…

The current is pulling me elsewhere darling.

Oh, but how happy was I to touch against your shore again.

More than you know perhaps.

So familiar, my kindred. Did you feel it?

That rush through veins like rapids.

That storm of pulse at heart-center.

They call it love, you know.

I do, at least.

And always will……..even as the tide calls.

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Words: ©2014, Jen Payne
ImageL In the Waves, Paul Gaugin

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