From the windswept clifftop

She could see below

Far below into the cove

Where lay, a body upon the sand

And, dragged by tide,

A waving hand

It swayed like the branch

Of a wind-laden tree

Come to me

Oh come to me!

A breath of chill

Now, caressed her skin

Whilst staring down at the cove

And the figure within

And upon her grasped

Su...

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