So, this was an IC poem that I wrote, but I'm still fond of it.
It parts the waters
Sending her waves crashing down
The tempest swarm
Quelled easily
Simple supplication
Singing songs to the Sirens.
Her mercy lies in
Carrying you away
The swiftest deaths
Are often ones most pleasant.
La petit mort.
The beautiful death.
Waves upon waves
The shoreline meets the sea.
His hardened presence
Seeking to calm her fury.
And so we crash.
And so I drown.
And so we go.
You are my tidal lord.
And I the nymph.
Before long
We will have lost control.
So let the waves rise up.
Let the tsunami fall.
In the wonderful
The water
The blue of your
Cerulean oceans.
It parts the waters
Sending her waves crashing down
The tempest swarm
Quelled easily
Simple supplication
Singing songs to the Sirens.
Her mercy lies in
Carrying you away
The swiftest deaths
Are often ones most pleasant.
La petit mort.
The beautiful death.
Waves upon waves
The shoreline meets the sea.
His hardened presence
Seeking to calm her fury.
And so we crash.
And so I drown.
And so we go.
You are my tidal lord.
And I the nymph.
Before long
We will have lost control.
So let the waves rise up.
Let the tsunami fall.
In the wonderful
The water
The blue of your
Cerulean oceans.
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