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a lighthouse
under guise
of drenching rain and despair
she harbors me
a lighthouse in the fog
drawing me into her soul
an attraction I cannot control
her splay attached across my whole
I can't help but come to her
to follow her current
circulating throughout my senses
driving me senseless
as forces fill up our air
I enter into her wake
laying down at the foot of admiration
eye to eye with the open sea
held taught in a place of contentment
where only a true soul shall breathe
of drenching rain and despair
she harbors me
a lighthouse in the fog
drawing me into her soul
an attraction I cannot control
her splay attached across my whole
I can't help but come to her
to follow her current
circulating throughout my senses
driving me senseless
as forces fill up our air
I enter into her wake
laying down at the foot of admiration
eye to eye with the open sea
held taught in a place of contentment
where only a true soul shall breathe
Published 28th Mar 2022
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Anonymous
28th Mar 2022 9:52pm
This is some beautiful clever and utterly captivating metaphoric sigh-worthiness, Tim.
I was sea swept away 🌊
Lovely lovely work.
🌹 - 💙
B
I was sea swept away 🌊
Lovely lovely work.
🌹 - 💙
B
28th Mar 2022 11:02pm
29th Mar 2022 3:13am
I love the idea of a lighthouse being your
harbor and drawing you in. Saving you in a way.
Great metaphor!!
Where only a true soul shall breathe - magnificent!!
harbor and drawing you in. Saving you in a way.
Great metaphor!!
Where only a true soul shall breathe - magnificent!!
29th Mar 2022 3:24am
Thanks A ...got the idea when hearing this earlier
https://youtu.be/R23bifAbWWs
https://youtu.be/R23bifAbWWs
29th Mar 2022 3:31am
29th Mar 2022 9:40pm
You're a poetic legend, Tim! Always a smooth portrait painting of words.
29th Mar 2022 11:17pm
