Is your level of weird to the depths of hers?
…..or…..
does her innate being–
the natural rhythm of her physical heart-
Beat to the sound of its own drum?
Calling the Ocean in you, like a siren to her shores.
Crashing into her ….again and again-
until you break her away in intervals….
into yourself—-like sand.
Until she becomes all Ocean.
Only to return to herself in time…
As she has always been-
And finally remembers…
Because… of you.