Each day I visit this spot,
our spot.
A little nook beside the ocean,
a tiny shoal of sand and sun,
textured with the sound of the ocean.
How I love this place.
My spirit is soothed here.
It is both constant and ever changing.
Much like the love that exists between he and I,
the tide rolls in,
the tide rolls out.
Our souls colliding
at times frantic and furious,
at times soft and smooth.
Predictably unpredictable
Our constant chaos.
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