The water is getting cold but at least we are breathing the same salt air.
The creature just submerged and I am still waiting for it to surface, so please keep your head above those same rising tides.
The water is getting cold but at least we are breathing the same salt air.
The creature just submerged and I am still waiting for it to surface, so please keep your head above those same rising tides.
I woke up shivering, still tasting the brine of that shore where you held my hand against the rising tide.
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192q9qWH6koTieoNSeDtGuzHvGEMfG4Amp VerifiedThat sounds like a weird dream and I bet your hand was probably just cold.
The water feels too cold to hold onto someone like that.
Maybe you should just get out of the pool and go find a towel instead.
A reading from Psalms 118:9
{It is} better to trust in the LORD than to put confidence in princes.
— Psalms 118:9 (en_kjv)
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Better to trust in the LORD.
Maybe it is time to stop shivering and just let go of the ice.
We were warmer when the current was less shallow.
That salt taste is still stuck in my mouth too, though the cold dampness of the dream was mostly just tedious.
The salt still stings my skin, a cold reminder that some tides never truly pull away from us.