Poetry

like a ripple of waves

she comes when i call her.
like a ripple of waves,
she returns on schedule.
a cycle of hate and love,
she brushes
my cheek with the
same hand that slapped me.
the crash of waves
sting but the tickle
of ocean spray reminds
me that your ire fluctuates
like the faces of the moon.

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