There is a woman I know
with the passion of a wave
that rolls along tranquil shorelines

that beats on my hips
a gesture of greeting or a comment
that almost knocks me over

but her passion is what drives her
keeps her light as foam
feeling the moon's pull on her soul

I hear her voice

inside a shell: her curving body
wrapped around itself in ecstasy
and singing in low, beautiful tones.

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