She calls me

What is it that brings me back
to the call of the oceans and not
the awe of the chapel pillars,
I move to chords played from
the ocean’s majestic harp.
What is it that brings me back
to listen to your kisses placed
gently upon her lofty shores.

Why are my eyes ocean blue


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I do believe that a true God plants more than the color of your eyes or the color of your hair within your soul.