Hera
Never fails to make me feel somber,
Speechless, stupefied, sentimental..
Why do I feel you for every pull of the waves?
In relentless tempestuous states,
Unfalteringly unruly and in eerily calm,
How could I taste salt by your memory?
The inconsistencies of your tide,
I supposed your transitions were mine,
I weren't Selene, how did I forget?
I love when the ebb reaches my feet,
I loved the feathery touches of unearthly lips..
Bound to leave still.
Yet again, estranged..
How could I give up my armor.
I weren't bound to meet anyone by the shore.
I stood there, in memory.
I close my eyes and in my glory,
I ruled your sail and blew you away.
I,
Will never again,
Abandon me.
🔥
HeraoftheUniverse
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