Constancy of the Tides

Her heart sings to mine,
As the ocean to the moon,
A song of longing and aspiration.
Pure in spirit, she draws me in,
But empirical fear pushes me back out.
Yet with each changing tide,
She fills my heart with purpose,
And arouses in me one earnest desire.
Not to be loved by her,
For I already feel her moving me
In everything I do;
Instead, to make known to her
The constancy of the tides.

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