Poem -
Sea Gypsy
She flings and tosses her briny mane
Repeating the rhythm again and again
Dancing to the whim of a lunar puppeteer
All be it stormy or crystal clear
An undulation of waves as if to song
Foamy fingers reaching shorelines, grasping...wet and long
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Hope everyone loves this...the sea is magic to me
lovely x