You are my sole constant,
In this life of changing tides.
Calm and brooding,
May own unsolved mystery.
In my motionless journey,
I am satisfied with glimpses.
Yes, I am yearning.
But, never wanting.
I cling on my anchored sailboat,
Your smile a distant land.
I drown in whirlpools.
I crash in storms.
You are swept by the waves,
But not my own.
Still I watch you,
As these waters close in.
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