Write a poem about the ocean.

He told me I gave 99% to those around me, 
but in that remaining 1% I reserved for those worthy, 
the depth of my humanity could be found. 
When he left I retreated to those black waters, 
lights only serving as traps 'cause a girl's gotta eat. 
He eventually found his way to the sun, 
swimming through strata as fast as he could. 
He said he loved scuba diving, but 
he loved the view not the danger.

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A voice like honey, 
a mere shadow of 
my siren call. 
I'll look at you
with stars in my eyes. 

I'm a trap, a promise,
a threat, a bluff. 
You'll follow my lure
through dark blue nights
across dive bars and
cheap guitars and 
conversations about the past. 

When you wake up
you'll drown in an ocean
of oxytocin and endorphins. 
Let it roll through you
in tides because babe...

I'll have you high 
from the pressure found 
in my depths. 
And my lows will reveal 
unknown wonders and 
horrors alike.