This drift of words feels like a wave that didn’t just roll in, it pulled me under. I felt the ocean not as horizon but as pulse in my chest, a thousand little tides inside me stirring toward upheaval and peace at once. You didn’t just write about water, you reminded me I am water, held and shaped by every current and crest I’ve ever loved or feared, every shore I’ve stumbled onto at dusk. The poem reads like salt on skin, like the ocean whispering back its own name through your voice, and I come away feeling washed, wild and greeting the horizon on my own terms
“for i am a body of water
held by bodies of water”
I love love love this 🌊🌊
thank you so much my wonderful friend 🐚🩵✨
Such a beautiful Pisces you are my dear friend xx
Thank you my beautiful Hannah!! 🩵
This drift of words feels like a wave that didn’t just roll in, it pulled me under. I felt the ocean not as horizon but as pulse in my chest, a thousand little tides inside me stirring toward upheaval and peace at once. You didn’t just write about water, you reminded me I am water, held and shaped by every current and crest I’ve ever loved or feared, every shore I’ve stumbled onto at dusk. The poem reads like salt on skin, like the ocean whispering back its own name through your voice, and I come away feeling washed, wild and greeting the horizon on my own terms
Thank you so much Belinda!! This is beautiful 🩵✨
So beautiful! Thank you for sharing! ❤
Thank you so much for reading Yvonne! 🐚✨
Oh I love this piece of writing 🥲
“i want to feel all of it
the clouds that spill from my wrists
the storms behind my eyes
the touch of the river around my waist”
Thank you so very much lovely Melissa!! So glad you loved it 🥲🐚✨
Beautiful and profound! Such keen observations and descriptions! Brava! 💝💝💝👏👏👏
Thank you so much beautiful Rebecca 🌸✨