The Sea and I

intangible homeless a nonentity prowling roaming almost invisible when I am tired all too obvious when I am angry i can be gentle i can be boisterous i constantly frustrate i ignore you when you call me i come rushing when you don’t i get tired of playing on my own in the mountains i get tired of kicking up a storm in the deserts i love to dance i love to sway with the trees i love to chase the clouds but most of all i love to play with you for you are my spirited soul mate you enjoy my rough caresses you swell to my touch and throw me salty kisses we twist and coil in passionate embrace before landing exhausted on the soft sand of unsuspecting beaches sometimes i make you boil sometimes you send me into a spin but wherever else i am in this world i can always taste your briny breath and always yearn for your buoyant company