Night's Ocean

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    Night's Ocean

     The aching moon howls into my soul. Staring up seeing your love-driven eyes. Watching them burn into my heart and soul like inhaling a ciggarette. Begging to make me happier you ask. I'm at the edges water of bliss. You cannot give anymore than what you already have. You're the summer night's air that drapes over me while I comfortably sleep. The ocean's mists that kisses my face. The sound the waves make when they crash whispering in my ear. The depths of the sea is how much you mean to me. Staring into your deep blue eyes that gaze back at me is like staring up at the starry night's sky amazed by all its glory.

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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