BLUE SEA

 I fantasize about you a lot
You blue skin always captivates me
Your dance steps always fascinates me
You are like a wavering lot

I'm always fond of running to you
You make me relaxed with ur breezly whispers
Which pierces through my skin without blisters
Your swirling voice draws me like a pulley

I gaze at you when I visit
Broadened with a smile of content
You wave towards me with a glamorous hug
Others run away in elated fright
Like a chase from the a cheerful dog
But in my stay
You grip my feet
Like warm socks

I exhaled in relief of 
Your cool tender touch
But then you draw back
Waiting for the right time to come back

But then I miss you so much
So instead
I came to you...

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