For whatever we lose (like a You or a Me)
It's always ourselves we find in the sea.
- E.E. Cummings
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An idyllic time at Bohol Beach Club |
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I danced with Neptune when I was a toddler and barely remembered anything. The remnants of that first dance were captured in a lomo photograph with me flashing a big white smile wearing a bright red strawberry polka dotted bikini while Neptune waved in the background.
I never stopped dancing with him after that.
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Cerulean |
I followed the Sun every time to seek my rendezvous with Neptune. I embrace him like a lost lover and be intimate in his charms while he caresses my soft skin and whispers songs of love, dreams and ambitions in my ears. The lure of his Cerulean charms captivated me in ways I never imagined.
I was in love.
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Afternoon delight |
Neptune knows everything about me. My hopes. My dreams. My aspirations. My ambitions. My love. My faith. My heartaches, disappointments and frustrations. His depths know the depths of my soul, the wide expanse of his arms reach to soothe my fears.
I am not alone.
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Lounging in reflection |
But alas, the rendezvous is always just as short as the Sun in his throne. Even when I refuse to leave, I have to leave him.
True love is indeed all about letting go.
My heart will stay with him even though I bid another farewell. In the memories of my lifetime, I will always stay beside him. Neptune.
Time is short, sweet and idyllic. And the distance each laps covers bring me closer to home, where I seek refuge in the advent of that first dance.
I found not a lover in the ocean. I found myself.
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Where do you set your sights on? |
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“Our memories of the ocean will linger on, long after our footprints in the sand are gone.”
--Anonymous
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My happiness :-) |
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