Bobbing like some
flotsum and jetsum
on the tide.
Listening to the water
lap and slap the hull
with salt.
A cold sea breeze
tatoos my skin
with salt.
I'm out here
on the ocean
missing you.
I'd jump this ship
to be with you
but, its a long swim.
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