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The sea and the shore
wherever they wander
never apart
forever in touch with the other.

* * *

The sea pulls away
only to return in a rush
having missed the shore
in those brief seconds

* * *

Come away with me, the sea said
This dress of blue is for you…
Just hold my hand, the earth replied
Brown dotted with green I find pretty

©Shail Mohan 2015

NaBloPoMo November 2015