Chalk full of imperfect and perfect rhyme. Repetition, 8-7-7-6-8-8-6 syllables on each line in every stanza— wow! You maintain fluidity in such a strict structure. Impressive.

Very sad, and it comes across as a portrait of an unhealthy relationship that is both recognized and accepted as such.

Mesmerizing work. The rythym and imagery is completely absorbing. I even had to look up Withernsea. And I have to say it really added to the feel of the piece. thanks for sharing!