If I were on the shore looking out toward the sea,
And from a distance, you beckoned to me,
Could I not tread water to reach you in haste,
To be held in your arms, and your kisses to taste?
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This poem is expertly written, teasing and tantalising. Who's the lucky man, Lora?
Clever use of metaphor to show your pure love. Beautiful.