
A tidal pull, a hidden ache. Mars in Cancer stirs, a heart’s soft quake. They seek a love, that shelters them. Is it home’s true warmth, or just a snare? Emotions surge, like stormy seas. A passion held, in trembling knees. Do they find comfort there, or just a pain? They build their walls, with tender hands.
A fragile peace, on shifting sands. Is it safety’s hold, or just a fear? Vulnerability hides, in tear-filled eyes. They seek a bond, that knows no end. Is it love’s true grace, or just regret? Moments crash, then fade away. A fleeting calm, a bitter sway. Do they learn from waves, or just endure? A melancholic truth, a whispered cure. Can love’s soft tide, find gentle shore? Or is it destined, to break once more?
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