She told stories through her ocean eyes
Some untold, some misunderstood
Some interpreted as lover's angst
Until one day, someone was ready
To dive into those stories, unmanipulated
The characters were vivid and raw
Events fresh and crisp as leaves in fall
And plots fragrant as spring blooms
Although the pain of separation
Was as bitter as icy cold December
His arrival marked the onset of summer
Melting away the separation blues
And start of a new livid journey
Shoring the coastlines of those ocean eyes
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