The Sea Is Calling
Midnight a sea of black,
The color of the galaxy above it,
Its heart is part of the secret flower,
That someone is securely stored.
The sea calls, it whispers to me,
That I'm just a piece of dark water,
The one that runs through my veins,
And bring me back in my hour of need.
I feel the touch of the waves,
They take my breath away,
But the wind in my face,
Reminds me of compassion.
The sea will let me in and warm me,
And the waves will carry me,
I looked around, and it was dark
And the land won't save me now.
I feel the tenderness of the water,
She caresses my skin gently
The sea – don't call me again,
I have been with you for a long time.
Copyright © Tamara Gabriel | Year Posted 2020
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