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Embraced by warm tendrils

Penetrating deep down warm hair caresses my neck

Flush tingling into every pore in persistance

Speaking to my forgotten skin

Nights were long

Days longer

In the freeze of winter

No sunlight reached me here

Isolated and bewildered I searched for a sensation

Long forgotten

As I stood on the rugged cliffs

With waves pounding the shore

Rain splattered my face

Angrily whipping my tousled strands

Proving its power over land and sea and soul

Today the sunbeams poured down

And the flowers nodded in the languid breeze

The ocean is still

And my quest for that forgotten feel

Is abandoned

In the glory of the breaking day