Ebb and Stone

I have always been the mountain
standing against the unrelenting
force of your tides

A thousand times
you have broken
only to polish
the crude edges of my shores

Wading in your storms
left exposed when you receded
into your abysmal mystery

I've served as your faithful audience
Your ebbing dance and rumbling songs
shaping my posture
and soaking my resolve

Your subtle touch
conspires with time
to flay and plunder
my broken pieces

Pieces you keep inside yourself
Sediments of my sentiments

In drunken stupor
I've consumed your absinthe
and bathed in the mist of your thrashing

Shading your brew
in a towering silhouette
of our tormented dichotomy

You are the end of my reign
and I the borders of your tyranny

Fated to never know one another
past the intersection of our nature

And yet we are bound



Gazing into the burning eyes
of the same night sky

Written by Profane2217
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