the sea & the sailor. 

coming and going 

like the tide

she is unattainable yet irresistible. 

the curvature of her hips,

much like the way the waves roll to shore, 

send men at sea tossing about. 

they try to bottle her up, collect treasures from her depths

to boast they’ve caught a piece of her. 

and once they think they’ve snagged her in their nets 

she pulls them under

along with their pride 

filling lungs with water 

and teaching them it’s best to leave a daughter of mother nature 

untethered, unchained. 


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