Ocean of love
For an ocean of thy love. I often ponder what to say. My darling please don’t treat me as a cast away, ‘tis not an ode to April. As I hope to serenade you if I May. Could I shore thee with thine affection, cause I don’t wish to keep my feelings at the bay. Thoughts of you by the sea, the tide is mystified in such a calming fantasy. As the sun peak yonder skies, I could see the surf blossom through thy eyes. ‘Tis the embodiment of perfection, thou could only help but to romanticize.
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