Pond

My love for you is still.
Assured
Ever present;
if tame.

Like a pond.

Not uncomplicated

Beneath the surface there are tangles and stirrings.
It can get murky
Sometimes I'm not sure I see you

But you're not a sea.
I'm not bowled over or rendered powerless by your tidal moods.

You're not a river.
You don't cut corners or sneak.

You're deep enough to house me
Calm enough to soothe me

let me step into you.
Wash me clean

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