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I dreamed of someone like you, Someone who possessed that pull. As if you were the tide, Pulling me softly away from the rough grains of sand that held me in solitude for so long. And I let you carry me, out to where the ocean's depths are still unknown to man. But I did … Continue reading You Are The Tide
What do you know about the wizard? Why I've heard he's fan of snakes, turtles, and lizards. That would seem like odd taste for a man of mystical magic, Though the truth behind the matter is really quite tragic. You see the people hail from both far and wide, Many have come, and many more … Continue reading Lizard Wizard
I'm at that age now where I've experienced life both before and after love. When you're a child and the only love you know is for your family and adventure, well all I can say is that's a wonderful time and growing up is simply not something worth rushing into because those childhood days have … Continue reading Love Again
I did it. I climbed the highest mountain I had ever seen before in my life- And I've seen a good many, mind you. Oh it took some rough and rocky travelin' to get to the peak too. Lots of obstacles, too many distractions, and other unseen elements that seemed to mystically keep me from … Continue reading Apex
I thought I had loved others, I even told them so. In the most romantic ways a young boy could show. Over the years these others faded into the past, Then along came you, and I couldn't help but ask- "Would you wanna go with me, maybe forever if we can?" You said yes and … Continue reading Past Loves Pale
They chatted through the days, they talked late into each night. And then came the day when she was gone from his life. No more texts, no calls, not even a wave. The worst of it was, he had no way to save- That wondrous connection that lasted great a whole year, But as time … Continue reading Him and Her
In was nearby the seaside caverns that the boy did reside. He came to the shores each night to see the moon direct the tide. He'd sit there for awhile, never minding the time. And watch the silver reflected light on the surface shine. The older he got, the longer each night he would stay. … Continue reading The Dreams of the Tide
