flimsy feelings stretched
fetish finger drenched
drips' dances best
mystic melody's crest
lanky lust's lurched
bounty biddings burst
now drips contracted
feeble earth fermented
oozing gores; dehydrated
airy atmosphere blushed
overseeing the crush;
naturals went nuts
wielded waves assemble
ocean's birth dribble.
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~Note~ My myth on how the ocean was created: A drenched finger was pointed to earth, and it dripped till the waters contracted into a spot. The earth puked his, and waves were formed. Then, ocean's birth dribble.
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