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Day and date

Each day is a date

As much as a struggle

Not to ravish you against the

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To lap at you

As a wave laps against the shore

A crown of foam raised

Then swallowed back

But the world demands

My participation.

My attention

But you stand there

I breathe you in

Inhale you until you shiver

Then go about my day

But I carry you with me

Equally distraction

And inspiration

Until such time as high tide

Returns

Made uncivil by appetite

And pin down

This beast within me

A man, nothing more

But also everything

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